I tried to pull away, telling him, “no, please not in my ass. I’m not ready for that, your cock is too big.” He told me to relax, and enjoy it, ...that I would thank him later for initiating me into the world of anal sex. I pleaded with him not to do his, but the head of his cock popped into my ass. The pain was unbearable, and I tried to get away from him. How could he be so gentle, and then do this to me. I was screaming at him to please stop, tears rolling down my face. He calmly told me to. He becamehard instantly and he wanted her to be his slave again and go to work onhis cock, desperately.They greeted one another, and Terry went to the bar to get a further twodrinks for Gerry and Jim."So Marilyn, how are you?" said Gerry, struggling to control his fastgrowing manhood, "I have to admit you look really stunning tonight,although you appear to be a little different than when I last saw you." Yes, Gerry, she said, "I've had some piercings and a few other thingsdone."As she spoke,. I watch what I eat. I've got a black spandex catsuit somewhere, skin tight. I'm not even sure where I keep it now, but at the time, it was always in my bedside drawer, next to my socks and tights.I loved how I looked in that catsuit, and the few lovers I'd had at around that time loved it even more. The problem was, it wasn't enough. Just intimate moments with a handful of men and women. Sure, I could have gone clubbing in it, been seen in it, but I didn't. I would still have faded from. I assumed it would be Christine and became excited at the thought of what she might have sent ahead of her arrival. It was Nicole. Fuck. "Hey sexy, what you up to?" I left the message unread whilst I considered my options but I didn't have long before doorbell rang. Shit. Unsurprisingly it was Christine and, almost predictably, she allowed herself in wearing her now trademark long overcoat. At best she would have underwear beneath, at worst (or even better depending how you view it) nothing at.