. to stop the bleeding ... I mean ... what else?So I slapped that thing on my chin and right off the bat, I noticed that it was scented. And, for sure..., I immediately noticed that the pad might be sanitary but the scent stung! And I mentioned it ... loudly ... Very.“Ouch,” I used some words I wouldn’t want my kids to hear ... like Motherfucker and Ow, God Damn Son of a Bitch and a few others I’d learned from Scottie the engineer when the wrench slipped and he banged the sharp part of the. Now, I love Halloween, and won many prizes back home for my Dracula and Frankenstein Monster costumes over the years. She had a different idea. "I want to dress you as a Dominatrix . . . and I will be your slave," she stated. "You want to dress me up as a woman? Not going to happen," was my response."Oh come on, it's Halloween, what's it going to hurt?" she questioned. "I am not going out in public dressed as a woman," I responded. She begged for me to to change my mind. "Look, even if I said. She finally knelt behind me and grabbed my hips, holding me very tight and in position. Seconds later I felt the huge rubber cock head sliding easily into my tight rear hole.It passed my anal ring and Miriam kept pushing forward.I moaned and cried in pain at first; since Miriam was in a hurry to fuck me and she got enthusiastic about tearing me up…She started humping slowly at first and we soon began to groan together; since the other end of the dildo shoved up her cunt, was working its magic. I followed.She headed to her car, a white 2001 Saturn Coupe, which was coincidentally parked in a dark alley in front of mine. As she opened her door, I approached her. I could smell her perfume just before I clamped my hand tightly over her mouth and nose and held a knife to her slender throat."MMMUMMMFFF...MMURMMPPHHHH!!!", she whimpered into my hand as she struggled a bit."Shut up little girl! With this knife to your throat, I could kill you and nobody would know. Now do exactly as I say,.