She’d fly off the handle and say if my mother wanted me to be called Harry she would have named me Harry.’ ‘Oh I apologize.’ ‘There’s no n...eed. Actually I prefer Harry and that’s what my friends called me until Betty arrived on the scene.’ Buck loved that story. He never heard people relate tales like that in the big city. On the following Saturday morning Buck collected Stacey at her home for the overnight fishing expedition. Mrs Walsh came out to say goodbye and said, ‘Now you look after Buck. "That's not how this works. No names." So, what? You are just some cock-hungry slut that can't make it through the work day without getting her fix?"I couldn't believe those words came out of my mouth. Sure, I had talked dirty before, but nothing like that. Nothing degrading. I guess I got caught up in how trashy this all was. I mean, this woman was going to suck my dick through a hole in the wall without knowing my name or what I look like. That's a little slutty, right?"I'm whatever you and. Don't be boring she hisses. I hear another click and realize that she has hooked me onto a chain in the wall. On your knees little wanker. Your mine! You shouldn't have let that girl suck your dick. She blindfolds me and im Back in the dark. I feel a sharp pain as she puts two clamps on my nipples. It sends a shiver through my body but cant help noticing that my cock is coming back to life. ha, you like it little fucker. She slaps my dick hard and it slams into my belly. it hurts but my dick. She needed to relax so I told her she had nothing to worry about and I'd be very gentle with her. My name had been given to her by someone I'd 'helped' in the past because I have certain talents shall we say and equipped with something extra which seems to help women with certain problems relax. I told her I was going to undress in front of her so she could see I had nothing to hide and no dangerous implements, because she really did look very scared. I unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it out of.