.i like that…euh ok…yes Mohammed. It was a little intimidating for me Do you like it when I play your nips?.. yes Mohammed I adnoliged, and felt i...n my mind that horny feeling what he was doing before with my nipples it Brought me in ecstasy before. I hoped for the same feeling Go lay on your back sweety..i laid back Mohammed said…open your legs for me….show me your cunt….I opened my legs, and as if i was on a meat market Mohammed observed and touched my cunt….hmmmm ..thats what I like he. And then he asked me if I had done all of my training correctly. I told him I did. No orgasms and I sent my video each time.””He just said, ‘We’ll see’, and grabbed my arm and took me downstairs. There were videos of me on the TV playing in a loop. All of the things I have done. Even some of the videos I had just taken for him that week. I looked like such a slut in all of them. He took off my clothes and put me back on the chair and strapped me down again. Just feeling the air against. As such he had become almost a child of the court, sleeping in spare rooms in the castle, taking lessons as he could; the children of the court befriended him as they might steal an apple or try to trip the Silver Guardsmen--because they knew their parents would disapprove, and that made it all the more worth doing. About three years ago he had simply disappeared... And most, as with father and mother, had called it a good riddance. But recently he had returned--right about when the Time of. The cams ended, and Max went silent. I sat there wondering if he had turned into all the other guys that just wanted a quick wank and then buggered off. But, he came back with a sorry for not replying he was cleaning up his mess. We cammed and wanked to each other more often for about 2 months. Then during my summer break, Max wanted to know if I would meet him. "Hey Michael. You know we are pretty much online lovers now? I understand if you don't want to, but do you fancy meeting up and.