It was the night of the senior prom and we guys were all wearing our best dress suits and the girls in their best formal wear or party dresses. It was... to be our last magical night.Just one week later, a tearful Sarah rushed up to me in the school hallway and sobbed, "I have to marry Charlie Potts. If I don't Daddy will go to jail." What?" I exclaimed. I heard her words and couldn't understand their meaning. "What are you talking about? What jail?" I was numb as I stood there in the hallway and. “You wouldn’t say no to me on my birthday, would you Brian?” I ask as if I’m asking the most innocent question in the world. We kiss slow and deep as you continue to rub your cock against my slit and make me moan into your mouth. I break the kiss and bring my head next to your ear. “Fuck me, Brian. I need to feel you inside me,” I whisper. My tone is firm. Despite the words, it wasn’t a request. It was a statement. A command. “Mmm…” you moan, clearly enjoying hearing me say it. I feel you. Those beautiful, nearly cellulite-free cheeks kept beckoning me and persuading me, and the pain kept getting worse. Unable to stand it anymore, I undid my belt and fly. Just getting the thing free hurt, but finally it stood tall, nine inches of pure man ready for action. Of which there was none to be had in this room, of course. Still, I could relax and sigh in relief. I couldn’t leave it out like this, though. I had to figure out something before she looked… Naturally, she spotted it at once.. . As you know Cindy came to me voluntarily and requested her dares by way of subligating herself to me. This does leave me with a certain duty of care for her well being. No Cindy insists that not only is she ok but she was so horny after the dare she undertook that it appears no damage has been done to her health,I have also discovered that you yourself are not so Dominant as to be safe from such humiliation according to our mutual friend Christine, who you know better as your benevolent.