" Well;" Said Terry, "That's one of the reasons WE are here, to explain it to you, and to prepare you." Prepare me for what?" I asked."For the Rite of... course" She said."But what exactly IS the Rite?" I asked. "The only thing that I've ever heard about it was second hand rumor that it hurts." It can sometimes." She continued. "That's what we're here to explain. The Rite is many things; it is the last major trial of childhood, and your graduation into womanhood. It is a rebirth; the girl that is. He hadn’t even began to fuck me like the cum thirsty slut I needed to be shown that I am. Nico began to finger fuck me even harder. The palm of his hand brushed against my clit so fast that I squirted a little puddle in his hands.“ PLEASE JUST FUCK ME, “ I begged. He laughed and continued. He gripped my neck tighter. Nico wanted me to beg. My knees buckled in front of this 6 foot, tank of a man.“ Please, I promise I’ll cum all over your fat cock. ““ You promise? “ he teased.“ I pr- ughh, “ I. I know that you demand my obedience, enjoyit, relish it. Several moments later, you returned with a number of toys inhand, laying them on one of the leather armchairs. You started with restraintsfor my arms. They are chromed bracelets, with sueded insides that feel softand comfortable against my wrists, but also snug and secure. Not that I wantedto escape. Or want to escape. Ever. You have your den cleverly set up so that elements of your toys are integratedinto the decorations. Having a. ACs going, but damn, like it makes a difference with the asphalt melting just outside. Got the lights low. Funny, it makes the sheen of sweat more noticeable. One thing about black guys? The heat just makes them more beautiful, and Twiman was gorgeous to begin with. Ran in his genes, I suppose. His little bro was like that too, same as his dad, or at least the photos I’d seen of Mr. Potts. Like too many of the dads in my hood, he’d moved on long before his kids had grown, leaving Mrs. Potts to.