Burton had landed in this latest of many new apartments like he'd landed in the latest of many new jobs, like he'd passed through the latest of many r...elationships. All of them seemed to pass more quickly now, at his age. His level of commitment to them, of interest in them seemed shallower each time. Worse yet, he knew that he was incapable of hiding that fact; fresh-faced bosses, desperately hopeful dates would look to him for a reflection of their own enthusiasm, and see none of it coming. "Now sissy Sarah, you must thank me for that nice little punishment Igave you. Thank me nicely and mean it girl." Please, thank you miss," I sniffed, "thank you for whipping my bottom.I'm a useless sissy and deserved that punishment. Thanks you for makingmy bottom very sore."I sniffed and rubbed my wrists. I must have really been struggling inthe bondage when Mandy whipped me as my wrists and ankles felt quitesore."That's quite all right. You may now show your thanks to me by kissingmy feet."I. 2 weeks later we started to date, just me and her. U know the usual dating stuff....movies, supper and etc.Then came the third date. We started to hold hands, hugs and finally, the kiss. She was no doubt a good kisser. Sent her back home a bit later that evening. It was close to 10pm i recalled. She asked me to park my bike and follow her to the shop nearby but suddenly she took a detour to the staircase, winking an eye at me. I totally grasped her intention. My brain cells started to fire up. I gave her the house and everything in it, hell I didn't want anything we had bought together, I just wanted out. That's my story, as ugly as it is, so now tell me yours." I watched her thinking about it and for a minute I didn't think she would tell me."Okay, I guess that turnabout is fair play - as they say. It was the summer between my sophomore and junior years in high school when I met Mark. He was a senior, a hunk if you know what I mean, quarterbacked the football team and all the girls.