“If you are going to enjoy it, I will have to get more inventive. Spread your legs wide.” “Please...please, Grant.” Ian begged as he obediently spread his legs. still bent over the Alpha’s big desk. Ian squealed as grant swung upward. Slapping the sissy’s sensitive scrotum. Each strike sent shocks of pain through Ian’s body. His sight flashing red. His cock and balls clench with each spank. Soon Ian is cumming in his underwear. Though it doesn’t feel like any orgasm he has ever had. It isn’t even pleasant. “There you go.” Grant announced pleased. Stopping the punishment. Ian pulled his slacks back on. Worried that he would get in trouble if he asked permission to clean himself up. Then he left. His gaze downcast. Not able to look Grant in interracial the eyes. He had to drive home like that. Cum drying in his underwear. His ass sore against the seat. His tiny balls throbbing with pain. That night he couldn’t get hard for Wendy again. She asked him what was wrong. He just told her it was the job search. After she dozed off he couldn’t help thinking about the spanking. His little prick getting hard under the indian covers. His hand stroked his little nub next to his sleeping wife. Thoughts of his boss’s punishment driving him to cream his shorts again. Ashamed, he went into the bathroom to clean up. On Monday Grant motioned Ian into his office as soon as he got there. “I honestly thought you would be more of a man than to show back up.” His boss taunted with a smirk. “Well, if you are going to be the office sissy it’s time to start acting like it. He was a trooper. Or even fifty! Ethan, to his credit, was wearing a dark blue suit, with indian a white shirt and blood red tie. Her face was not the most gorgeous you have ever seen, but she had an amazing body, and she knew it. I had a huge hard-on by the time we broke our kiss interracial to catch our breath. Dad's off golfing today and mom's working a shift at the hospital, so we've got the place to ourselves." “What’s the matter? “Willowbud?” Tera spat, “Brandon, Julia is here to kill you! “We shouldn’t.” He says as He puts the key in the door and grabs the handle and unlocks it and he pushes open the door. Lucy asked about the case I had just closed and was especially interested in how we had tracked down the two suspects. Tits is more of a fighter. This didn't feel like fucking, this was deeper and passionate. Part of my motivation in this effort was to get inside his head and see what his motives were for going out, so to speak, with someone much younger than his group of friends. The slow thumping that began to rock the bed frame signaled something similar happening above. YES! Linda sucked with passion. He gently pushed me down onto the sofa and opened my legs wide. “If Anthony is down, then I don’t see why not,” Chloe shrugged.