Of course special attention was paid to my cock andballs. I was stroked stiff, only to lengthen me so that I might take moreclothespins on my shaft, ...along the sides and bottom. Every bit of fleshon my ballsack that could be pinched was held tight by the scraping teeth.An eternity later, once she finally seemed satisfied with the decoration,she stood and observed my tortured form - and added three more to grip mytongue and keep it dangling out of my mouth, one more piece of torturedmeat. The. By the way she looked at me, i knew she wouldn't mind if i would do that for real... "Shall we start?" she asked me while she got one of the whippes from a cupboard, "sure, great" i replied, trying to hold back my enthousiasm.In the chats we discussed how we would start our first encounter, when she got the blindfould from the cupboard i knew instanttly what to do. I told her to turn around while i put the blindfould on, while i tied the knot i smelled her hair and fellt my cock growing harder. ”Noted. No Thank you. No sign of approval. Even so, with a sigh of relief I turn back to the girl. She eyes me curiously, a faint smile on her lips.“That must have been an important message.”I manage a smile.“You have no idea.”She turns away, her hair falling over her eyes, but I know what I see there. Clearly, she thinks I’m a nut. But I don’t care. I have the phone. I am in communication.Later, after driving home, hard on the accelerator, the phone on the seat beside me, I update the. Mr. Benson and Frank asked me to try-out after seeing me at last week's free skate. Definitely not a superstar or a prima donna" I tried to reassure her."Well that remains to be seen. Ok, fill out this paperwork and then you can provide some blood and urine samples" she said abruptly."Yes Ma'am" I replied and grabbed the paperwork. It asked for my personal information and then had me list my medical history, allergies and any related injuries. I filled it out as well as I could and handed it.