Making and breaking of a cuckold – 19 The bar B que two

“Thank you for the question Mr Jones. I don’t think of it that way Sir, it is just a privilege for me to be of use to my superiors as their kicking dummy”. Please, let’s move on, I thought to myself.

“That’s strange, I thought Max would be much more powerful. Any man would be. Hey Christy, have you ever kicked a guy in the nuts before?”

“No, not really Mark. I electrocuted peepee’s balls at the Bordello which was a hoot, but I haven’t done anything like what Gemma just did. I thought you’d kill a man with kicks that hard”.

“You’re welcome to practice on cucky, Christy”, said Gemma.

“I don’t think I have the strength to hurt him properly. Hold it, what if I wore Mark’s boots? Do you mind if I borrow your boots Mark?”

“No Christy, this I’ve gotta see. I’ll take them off for you”.

“The cuckold will do that for you Mark, won’t you boy?”, chimed in Sir Max.

“Yes Sir”. Shit, in all that was going on, I’d forgotten the menacing presence of Sir Max. I carefully removed Mr Jones’ boots being careful not to “slobber ” on them then went and knelt before Miss Christy.