“Sometimes I want to be desired instead of appreciated and worshipped. I want to think that I look so good to him that he can’t stop himself. God,... sometimes I wish he’d just take me, throw me on the bed and have his way, or better, several ways, and just leave me there used up and weak.”“Yeah, imagine that. I did that once.” He looked at me with wistful remembrance. “Once. She accused me of treating her like a whore.” He chuckled to himself. “Once I tried spanking her-”“O-ooh, do tell,” I. He turned to face her broad and satisfied smile.“We don’t want any impromptu visitors wandering in uninvited, this is for our pleasure alone ... and a pleasure it will be.” Her cunt tingled as Cavendish showed a moment’s hesitancy, then Beatrice turned on her chain and faced him with a pouting and servile look, her firm breasts displaying nipples which jutted rock hard from her soft browny pink areola.“I so need to see that cane again sir ... I need what’s due to me more than ever.” She turned. " I take it this is something to do with his skill with the computer?" Frank asked."Yes it is", David replied."Well about the only thing I can think of that he would not want known is that he must have some ability as a hacker," Frank said with a grin."He doesn't just have some skill as a hacker. He belongs to a very exclusive club which you can only join if you are a world class hacker," David told him. "You have to be that good before you can get through all the hoops which will allow you. It seemed he didn't know what to do, as his arms remained at his sides. I reached for his hands, and pulled them to my waist. I pulled him more closely, and planted another soul kiss on his soft, sweet mouth. From that point, it was a gentle - delicate encounter. I held him, kissed him, began to softly caress him. He responded with tremors, but did not tell me to stop. I asked him what he wanted to do - simply talk, or be affectionate. He said, "Teach me how to love my sexual desires!" I.