..you've got some nerve!" Excuse me?" I replied.With her hands on her hips and her face red she made herself clear: "You heard me. I'm a professional,... licensed massage ther****t and not some cheap bimbo at some seedy underground establishment. And you're wife was even in the room, you lowdown cheater." I chuckled and looked her over, walking towards her in all my glory. "What the fuck is so funny?" she asked. "That you call yourself professional," I answered. She tried to speak but couldn't. I'm so sorry, Tommy. I don't want to lose you. Please don't leave me!" she broke down sobbing at the thought."I love you too, Bobbie Sue. This has just been a lot to take in. I know that this move has been hard on you. If it wasn't for my fucking arthritis, we would still be living back in Bismarck and you would have all your friends around. So I am partly to blame here as well. I like that you and Trixie are friends. I still think she is a bit too abrasive, but you like her and so I like her.. "Quickly the eunuchs stripped off the harem dress and she stood naked. She approached the Emir with her prominent breasts swaying as she moved, and the nipples erect and hard. She leant back and stood with her legs apart and moved one hand on to her prominent mons to spread her labia wide. With the other hand she made a truly erotic gesture of her three middle fingers making poking movements towards the entrance to the seat of a man's pleasure. Then she lay on her back on the whipping bench. If I disappointed him or any of his buddies I would be whipped soundly. If he felt like marking my body I would be whipped. It is during that time I discovered how much I liked sucking a nice hard cock. It is something I strived to be good at so that I wouldn’t get beaten. Oh I enjoyed the whipping but sometimes he would get carried away and really hurt me badly. While we were out one weekend I met George. He was a black man who the instant I saw him stirred such powerful feelings in the pit of.