My dick was throbbing as Julie massaged my prostate with her fingers. The mental image Julie had so skillfully put in my mind coupled with her fingers... pushed me over the edge. "I'm cumming mistress;" I cried out as my cock spasmed and cum drooled from my restrained cock. "You're a bad sissy. You know better than to cum before Mistress Julie gives you permission," Julie said sternly. "The idea of sucking a cock put you over the top didn't it sissy." Yes mistress," I confessed. "I have never. "Still young and hot," nodded Vic. "That's why I told Flair and Maddy they had to get married while they've still got it. We need to get married, too. This show business is a killer."George's eyes gleamed. "What did you have in mind, Vic?" Flair for you and Maddy for me," said Vic. "We can pop up to Niagara Falls and tie the knot, as Winchell says." Holy Christ!" Listen, we need sexy young wives and those two kids are spinning their paddles. So let's get the act together. I told the two of 'em. ”Dressing after a thorough punishment was another aspect of the experience that SpankBoy both anticipated and feared. His underpants were the worst as they rubbed tightly against his welts. The pants were looser but still stirred the embers on his whipped flesh.Dressed, SpankBoy followed Ms. Stiles back down to her house.“Vera is right about the effect of your service. I feel light as a feather. That workout drained all the frustrations out of me.”“The effect on me is similar, Ms. Stiles. . My puffy pink pussy is a lavish meal for him and he is feeding me too. Feeding me his tongue and nourishing my cunt.He knows when I'm about to cum and will use that to exquisitely torture me. Bringing me to the edge, the brink, the precipice, over and over and over again until I am sobbing for release. Begging, begging, begging. My little fists pounding the soft bed underneath me. He promises me it will be better, bringing me to the edge so many times. Laughing at my misery, my pain, my.