At night I could hear them fucking and one day I was cleaning and found a fucking 12’’ strap-on that she used on my mom. Well I was almost to the... point of not caring when out of know where I get a pass to go and see my step mom during lunch. So when I opened the door she was sprawled out on a table completely nude and rubbing herself. I was in a state of utter confusion when out of nowhere I felt a hard hit to my head and that was all I remember. When I awoke I was tied to a chair there was a. Before I could answer, her gentle hand became a vise around my dangling manhood, and I let out a moan. "Not good enough," she said, "Does my little miss like Mistress touch her balls?" The grip became tighter, and I quickly said "Yes Mistress, I do so enjoy it when you touch my balls." Her grip did not loosen. "I was afraid of that," she said "this isn't suppose to be pleasurable." With that I felt a whack, as she struck my bare ass cheeks with the crop. I tried to jump, but her grip on. Nisha was a very pretty girl, not very tall, she didn’t have much of a breast but she has beautiful curves and a wonderful derriere, she had some baby fat which made she awesome to hold. So she used to call me to discuss my friend and how she was being cheated by him and how she was in an abusive relationship with him. Since I was already heartbroken, we used to talk a lot of each other’s ex and comforting ourselves. I didn’t have any bad intentions with her, I was trying my best to help her. Besides it’s been ten fucking minutes since we have been talking about this. Am I supposed to put it behind me? Even if I could put it behind, could I do it instantly?” “If that is what you need to do, then okay, you can throw that up to me anytime or as often as you want. That is how much I love you.” “That’s a start,” I said, “but do have an understanding of how humiliated I am.” ‘Yes darling. I understand,” she said. “Bullshit. You have no idea what it’s like. You need to feel that.