She too had been chained naked to my bed waiting for me to decide how long and with what instrument she was to be beaten before being fucked. Despite ...er rough handling, or perhaps because of it, Charity had developed a taste for submissive sex. She would squirm and wriggle her tight little tail whenever I picked up a crop or a paddle. Her eyes would go big and misty and her juices would start to flow. When her older sister, Hope, had joined us, Charity derived almost as much pleasure watching. He imagined himself standing over Kelly, his erect penis in his hand. She was licking it, whilst at the same time dipping the middle finger of her right hand in and out of her cunt. She lifted her finger to Jim's mouth. He could smell the girly cunt sort of smell that only young girls cunts smelt of. It was beautiful. He licked the finger held out to him, and tasted the musky scent of Kelly's young cunt. Kelly was still licking his cock, and he thrust it hard into her mouth. A warm gush. She turned her head and spit out the accumulation of saliva in her mouth, but was in control and didn't vomit which was what I was concerned about. I tore open the second package and she knew now what that meant. Being a sub who desired to please, when I placed my cock on her lips, she opened them willingly, even though she knew of the intense pain that would follow. I pushed my slimy cock into her mouth, no need to wait for her to coat it for this intrusion. She shuttered as I took her right. It makes me feel like a million bucks.’ ‘Well, it should, especially if you jerk off to it.’ Gale lit a cigarette, listening to his friend. She was reminding him of what fans were like, that most of them were crazed women who wanted him to knock them up. Still, he couldn’t deny the feeling that he got from reading the story, the intense need to meet her. Jen was right. He remembered the nights when he did the play, Uncle Bob, and had to escape with Thea Gill because the crush of fans had been.