"i did it. i tried to read his expression, but couldn't."Kneel," he told me, "and hold your teats up for me."When i did this, he reached for a nipple... ring. i leaned back. "Sorry, Sir Jason," i said."I see," he said. "I understand. Do the rules still allow you to give me a hug?"i saw Jason as i had always known him, and through my mind flashed images of him now, as a budding young man, and how he looked when he was younger. i saw Jason as a precocious ten-year-old, as a cute six-year-old,. I took the lead and we danced slowly. I don't know if it was the scentor just dancing up close, but I felt myself growing hard. As we werepressed up together, Dean must have noticed but instead of pulling awayhe pulled closer and I could feel his own erection pressing against me.My eyes went wide and I gasped - why was I stimulated from dancing withanother man? Soon he rested his cheek against mine. I must have beenbeet red but continued dancing with him. Thankfully the song ended and Istarted. I found myself struggling not keep my teeth off of him as bobbed my head up and down on him.After a minute of happily slurping away at him, he pulled my mouth off of him. “Baby,” he said as he yanked my head back, “you’ve got to slow down or I’m going to blow in under a minute. I want this to last. Ok?”I nodded.He smiled “good. Take your time now.” I smiled back before dipping my head to suck one of his balls into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around it before I shifted and sucked and licked at. .. ', the Captain barked as the whip hit my buttocks for a fourth time, harder than it had done before.' ... chucked overboard when we found you'. She brought the whip down even harder for a fifth time and I felt my rear explode in more pain than I had ever experienced in my life.The Captain passed the whip to another member of her crew and cackled as the whip was brought down on my rear end. I yelled in agony, as one of the tips curled round my perineum and flicked my balls.'Go on Tabatha', I.