It shielded him from the messiness of relationships with his fellow humans. It filled his hours and his days and provided him with everything he neede...d. Almost everything.He was lonely.He craved human touch. He needed the touch of a woman as a thirsty man needs water. He was slowly withering away in his abstract wonderland of intellectual delights.Then he discovered Sassanid Dynasty love poetry.The translations couldn't do it justice. Learning the old Persian dialects had posed no great. I'll do Miami on Tuesday, Jacksonville on Wednesday, and Panama City on Thursday. How about meeting me at the Marriott Sunday night, and we'll have dinner where you can meet my two beauties." Oh, be still my heart. We get to see you and your girlfriends?" Yes, so is the Marriott good for you two?"There was a pause before she asked, "How about putting us up at the Hard Rock? We love that place and will want to stay a couple of days. They have great food and some nice lounges for us to sit and. Punishing pain sluts is always a delicate balance - you can't give them what they want, even when what they want is what would be most satisfying for you.If she were a different type of woman I'd already be slapping her in the face, but that would be a reward for this slave. I let go of her hands and make a fist in her hair again, dragging her into the shower."Kneel." She does. "Sit silently." She looks at me with confusion in her eyes. What sort of punishment is it to kneel in the shower?I. To make a long story short she sucked him off! Partially in the parking lot of the store they were in, partially driving back to work. She loved it too. Made her so horny knowing the power she has as a woman. She then started telling me all the details and how dirty she got -- coaxing the cum out of his balls, taking it in her mouth, looking him in the eyes while licking her lips, then swallowing. Then she told him, "Mmmmmmmmmmmm, that tastes soooooo yummy..." She knew from her flirting that.