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Don´t Go Into The Woods
Date: 7/29/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
time I almost squirted without even being touched. Often I’d leak a little pre-cum. When I did Dick would say, “good girl.” My bathroom control was simple. I was to stand by the bathroom door and squirm like a girl needing to pee. If I needed to poop I was to stand there with my panties down to my knees. He always let me go poop but he often let me squirm for a while and a couple of times I’d leak a bit. Once he spanked me when I needed to go but had wet myself a little. Before I knew it I was crying and peeing myself. I was so ashamed when he stopped and said, “girl you need to learn some control.” Sometimes he watched me pee. He also had trained me to pull my panties just to my knees and sit down on the toilet (I wasn’t allowed to use the toilet seat) making sure all of me was tucked in so I only showed my pussy pubes and thus appeared like the girl he said I was. Everyday, every moment was training but eventually things started to come naturally to me. I walked with the sway. I knew when to whimper and when to cry and I became this creature of his. Chapter Three ÐThe Arrival Holding the door open for the men I thought this must be the big fat old beer belly man convention. I had learned before to only address them as Sir. Dick had both trained and spanked “thank you Sir,” into me many times over the past months. My pink lipstick smiling lips uttered “Yes Sir,” as the first burly man started through the when he asked me if I was a cum slut. Each man came in with a ...