” I was so humiliated. I just stood there, staring at the floorbecause I didn’t want to look him in the eyes. His tone of voice evenintimi...dated me. Randy shoved the laptop away. “Do you women actually enjoythese things? It’s hard for me to imaging my mom into bondage. That’sreally kinky.” I was almost at tears. “Please, Randy. Please just erasethem. Forget it!” Randy stood up from the bed. He was a good six inches taller thanme. “Just. But now that he had been offered Steve’s ass, more or less on a plate, he suddenly felt could not indulge in the very act which had been his pent-up desire for quite a long time. Yes he did want to fuck butt; but not Steve’s; somehow it did not seem right.In Kyle’s mind, it seemed appropriate that the older man should have groomed him in the first steps towards an active sex life; but now that the boot was to be on the other foot, it seemed totally inappropriate. He came back to the inescapable. Fingers, lots of fingers, started drawing on my back. Circles and lines, abstract shapes, coming together and spreading apart. At times it felt like single fingers, other times it was hundreds, nay thousands, touching every nerve on my back. Each was like that nine-volt battery, but adding to the previous touch, my back was alight. I started to push back onto him and smiled to myself when he pushed forward. When I was pinned, I wiggled my bum a little and my back started to arch. Then all the. " Agatha smiledat me. "Enjoy those overdeveloped growths of yours while you can,genie. Once our Effie's had a full night's sleep, she'll see thingsour way."Those damn bitches. They were as evil and rotten to the core as myMaster had been before becoming my Mistress. There wasn't anythingI could do about it."We'll return tomorrow," said Hortense. "Effie still needs properinstruction." I'm sure you'll be seeing things in a new light once we return,genie." Agatha smiled wickedly in my direction..