It is like being clamped in a vice with teeth - or fangs, perhaps. The urge to writhe away from cause of the hurt is primal but the sense of privilege... at actual contact with the adored thing overcomes everything. Absurdly, you want to impress her with your endurance; serve her well as a good, solid step - her plinth. At the same time you are so aware of how any woman, even a prostitute, must despise a man who has a letch to put himself in that position."Good boy" she rewarded me after a few. "The bill please, for Mr Hodson." Within seconds a bill for over ninety pounds was given to him and Adam grunted; Bella had drunk a lot and begrudgingly put his credit card down on the paper.Bella arrived just as he had finished putting in his PIN into the keypad and scoffed. "I was just hoping for a last drinky," she shouted. "Or a pudding."He spluttered. "I think we've had enough," he told her firmly and she adjusted her dress, straining the safety pin she had repaired her dress with."Fuckin'. He whispered in my ear.Master : “are you going to be a bad boy?”me : “no sir”He pinches hard and really squeeze my nipples with his thumb and index finger. I just stand there shivering in excitement. He asked again.master :” tell me are you going to be a bad boyme : “yes sir, I am a bad boy. Please punish me and make me good”His organ just got stronger and he softly started rubbing his organ against my ass cheeks.master :”oh yes you bad boy. I will be beating you. I will punish you till you. ” Ralph smiled, just a crack and said, “Can I have some more juice then?” I usually spent most of the first day with a new guest and the other carers knew I had a new guest, so I wouldn’t be missed and no one would have looked for me. So with that in mind I said, “Yes okay I’ll let you have a bit more after.” We sat and to my surprise Ralph sat and answered all my questions. It took half an hour and I said, “Well done Ralph, that wasn’t too painful was it? And that was the last one; we’re.