I know he is very upset with me and I want very badly to make it up to him. I hear his footsteps walking toward me. I peek at him through my open legs... and see he is holding something in his hands. I shake my hair away from my eyes to get a better look. Oh no! Master is holding a bullwhip made of braided brown leather. This whip has never been used on me before. I watch as my Master raises his strong right arm. I close my eyes tightly and grit my teeth to prepare for what is coming. Crack! The. The video ended there but according to me, they must have fucked again a few times because I saw Manish coming out of the room at 4:00 am that day.So they must be doing something inside till that time. After all this, I was very frustrated and horny. So I closed the computer and crashed on my bed. It was time for lunch so my father called me from downstairs to have lunch. I adjusted my pants and came down to the dining area.But only my father was sitting on not the table watching the sports. I call her Sylvia.”“This is getting creepier by the minute. You’ve got four harlots, plus your own mother. You ... are a predator, Matthew!”Walking in the room was Mom, who said, “He is not, Kelly. These ladies have answered an ad, for a service he is providing. They pay a fee, as have I, for a real service. He gives of himself, and they leave very satisfied. I am not mad or ashamed of him, he has become an entrepreneur.”“But he is only 16, mother. Isn’t that wrong to you?”“NO! Not at all. If. After a couple of hours of drinking and shallow conversations, Joe generously tipped the bartender and was headed out the door. He stopped in his tracks when he saw a large Black man walk in after having cleared the checkpoint at the door. Joe sat back down, hoping that he would be fortunate enough to have the man sit by him. “Back already hun?” asked the bartender. “Yes, saw someone come in that caught my eye,” said Joe as he ordered another beer. As luck would have it the large man sat two.