Smokes/Drinks: Electronic cigarette
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Body Type: Sexy sporty, skinny
There is something special about them. Is that what you think, my assistant?" I was feeling a little embarrassment about my responses. Having said that I was horny too. I'd had a bit of a subconscious fantasy that I was picturing in my mind. It didn't occur to me until I was talking with the poor sap that I was referring to as "Tante". I was constantly referring to him as "bigot". For some reason, I always felt that I was always making light of the fact that I was a woman and that Tante Bigo Show was a man. "Ah I see. Yes. Yes this is the type of douche bag that you are. Now you need to understand something." But the only reply I got was 'keep trying' which was both polite and mean. "Well it is true that I am a man but I also know something about you slut" I began. I enjoyed saying this because it made the point that I was not trying to save face. I always assumed that 'men are people', that is I assumed he was the boss and he was just some kind of protectee. Now I was finally confronted with the fact that there are people out there who think I am some kind of manhater. They are completely wrong.
I am a very masculine man in a very plain mood. When you get to know me, you will see that I am not some kind of male prostitute. I am a regular guy with a normal job and decent pay. I joined the company because I wanted a break. I loved the company, it was a great place to work and a great place to live. However, within a few weeks I was making far more than I was worth. The company was a breeding ground for both male and female exhibitionism. The male employees would come in her from every shift and the female employees from every shift. They would even bring their male friends along if they wanted to. There were two types of pay, commission and gratuity. Commission was usually enough to cover the cost of living. Pay for sex was another thing entirely. Finally, there were only tips and nothing in return. They knew that I enjoyed torture and they were not stupidly idealistic about it either. They would bring in a transsexual who would undergo a rigorous medical course to make sure that she was the best that she could be. The company was always full, especially in the evenings.
It was a breeding ground for torture, men and women alike. And there were always the trophies. There were two trophies, one a cane and the other a whip. Both of these could be acquired by any one of the many torture centers throughout the country. The whip was a delicate little black object that could be anything from a few feet to a horse and had several different designs. The company was always full of men and women who would submit to anything that the whip could give. Of course, the whip could be a deadly weapon if the user chose to wield it the wrong way. The person on the receiving end never knows what the whip will do to the person wielding it. Usually it only makes the recipient more nervous but as the owner learns more about it the greater fear becomes for the recipient. The person on the receiving end does not know what punishment awaits them. Even though she has no idea what the whipping spanking session will be like, or if it will be more than what she endured at the hands of her captors, she is more eager to submit to whatever is done to her. It is in the knowledge that something bad will happen to her that makes her feel the warmth of the whip. It also helps that the whip makes her nervous. The person wields it because it gives her a sense of power. A feeling of helplessness warms her heart and makes her desire rise. It is in this way that the whip becomes the most powerful weapon for good..
Blonde whore Tante Bigo Show is very horny, and very eager to see what this old man stays unnoticed by clueless nubile Blondes sunbathing topless in a swimming suit is like asking out loud to get fucked in her cunt to show a creampie!
Big cumshot in my mouth.
She takes it all the time I finally came at the end when her husband is not around.