Real Stories - May 2005

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"Don't make me repeat myself" was the only reply I got. I got the message and unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. Nervously, I pulled them to mid-thigh level and began to fondle myself. Though the risk and embarrassment of the moment intimidated me, Annas icy stare and commanding presence overcame my fears. She transitioned from a position sitting beside me to one kneeling beside and slightly hovering over me. I had confidence in her guardianship so I focused on my task. When my moment of extasy arrived I stopped briefly, just to ascertain that she really wanted me to complete this exercise, but received only an angry "I didn't tell you to stop". Shortly thereafter I soiled the floor of the train, much to Anna's giggling delight.

On another occasion we were vacationing in a rural state. I was already feeling humiliated as I had forgotten my wallet and ATM cards that day, and as Anna had refused to loan me any cash, I was required to beg her for purchases in-kind (if that doesn't sound embarrassing, consider that we stopped at a Dairy Queen and, in front of a bevy of teenage women, I was denied my request for a hot dog while she indulged in her favorite sundae). She also had the details of the trip planned, kept them to herself, and refused to allow me to bring any maps (as they were too male). Instead she relied on directions and simply told me, the primary driver, where to go.