Jerome poured some oil on Scott's buttocks and began to massage them. Scott didn't say a thing. As Jerome worked on Scott's butt, he massaged each b...uttock in an outward motion. This had the effect of spreading apart Scott's buttocks and revealing his asshole. To a gay man that little hole is the prize, the jewel, and Jerome, despite my standing right next to him, couldn't help staring at Scott's pink exposed butthole. I knew that vivid, enticing hole very well, having had spent much time. We purchased pair of heels and left the store.Now it was time to take a weekend to Memphis and see how comfortable she was at showing off her assets. We got checked into the Holiday Inn and while I was gone to get ice for our drinks Marie found that I had repacked her overnight bag and all she had was very skimpy or see through clothing which didn't set too well with her but after a couple rum and cokes she resigned herself to make the best of the weekend.The first order of business was a trip. .. she wasn't so sure she wanted to see the b**st.So when the candle started dripping wax all over her right breast, and then made a steady line over to her left and that nipple, the most sound that Kristen let out was an agonized hiss. Agonized and yet turned on too. The pain was erotic, hot, the smell of the wax causing some kind of reaction in her brain. The candlestick dripped was onto her breasts and stomach until that candle was half out... the other two were still as long and fat as ever. He always talked down to her, yelled at her, spat on her, told her how stupid, ugly and worthless she was. And the more he told her, the more she knew he was right.At my urging she began starving herself to lose weight for him. Not that she needed too, she was already in decent shape, but it was an added degradation and pain for her. Plus he had called her fat so that was reason enough to starve herself for him. She would go days with only his cum and piss in her belly. Her excessive whoring to.