“And no,” she said eventually, “I didn’t let him f**k me up the arse back then but I used to give him hand jobs. He’d want a couple of them on each date – one at the beginning and one at the end,” she giggled again.
“He wanted blow jobs more, of course, but you know how I feel about those. I never have given you a blow job, have I, sweetheart?”
“No Mistress Laura,” I replied, my mouth was so dry now.
“Do you remember that time you were a bit drunk and soppy and eventually you cried when I told you I wouldn’t take you in my mouth? And I wouldn’t let you f**k me either. You were so pathetic. You’re so much stronger now darling, so much more of a man now that you’re in chastity.”
“Yes Mistress.”
“You never asked about taking me up the arse, did you?” she teased.
“No Mistress.”
“I wonde
