Raised by a single bed-ridden mother, I was easy prey to the school-teacher next door, who offered to help tutor me...trusting naive loving lady she was, she was so relieved she never questioned the activities in both houses, and I learned what it was like to be tied up and masturbated tirelessly, hour after precious hour, until I became so addicted to it, it seemed a small price to pay, sucking his cock, in return...my first experience of being hooded and gagged, then driven to near insanity with merciless orgasm denial...the first real orgasm I was allowed, was so earth-shattering, I knew somehow this was going to be a large part of my life!
Now, fifteen years later, mother,AND 'tutor' long gone, I seek out surprisingly scarce sexual sadists, either gender, any age or appearance, willing to continue my "therapy" 100% to their requirements...for a fee, or just doing whatever they want me to...
