When he finally pulled out, my mouth felt empty and I tried to put him back in. He smiled and said “What’s your name kid?” I said “Randy”. H...e said to be back tomorrow about 2:00 and we could do it again. I excitedly said okay.He left and my bike and clothes were right where I had left them. I squatted down in the grass and was rubbing my dick and thinking, that really wasn’t so bad, I hope he does comes back tomorrow. I heard another car and thought, what the heck. I just sat there rubbing my. He hesitated a second before sliding his finger down and around my buttocks. The panties dropped to my knees, I lifted one leg, then the other and kicked them free. He reached around me and lightly ran his fingertips over my nipples, then rolled them between his fingers. ‘Turn around now.’ I pivoted on my knees. He had slipped off his shorts, standing there, looking at me. Michelangelo could not have created a more perfect specimen of a man. ‘I don’t know where to touch you first,’ I said. Instead of the normal slew of toys, there are nipple clamps, a whip, a cattle prod, and a rather large glass butt plug. A manilla folder is on the table in the center of the room. Arya picks it up and starts to read it. It is the forms for the client. They say what he is wanting, what he paid, and how long he expects to be there. This man is named “Master.” He is into tease and denial, corporal punishment, and slight humiliation. He has paid enough to allow for any form of penetration he. That’s why he took him- he just couldn’t fight anymore.’ My dad’s life had become a mockery. He pretended, he fabricated, he lied. He couldn’t have been happy. I know the rest of us weren’t. I too felt like the beast had chased him too long. It wasn’t fair. My dad was a good man. He had a good heart, he was charming, and he had a sense of humor. He was quick, witty, and sarcastic. The beast was stronger, and that’s all it comes down too. Addiction is another of the faceless beings that takes.