Date: Wed, 25 Jul 2001 00:58:55 +0200
From: bchaim@hotmail.com
Subject: I Served You Well

SIR,
Was on my way to Sri Lanka.
No way, the Airport is closed. Will fly next friday, but you will not be
interested in my where abouts.
Hoped for a new session, even back in the Netherlands. No way, I love your
side, and I wish I could be your boy in the Netherlands!

I had an exciting day, SIR.
I sure as hell did!! Spent all morning on Schiphol Airport and there was a
Man, your size, keeping track on me, SIR...
He follewed me everywere.
He went with me to the toilets and asked, whispered, what I wanted...
I could not react the first seconds.
He took his time, taking my nipples, at first just trough my T shirt...
Strong! It hurt... but I felt my your? slave cock growing.
Feeling his basket in his jeans, I was gone...
He said 'No word' and what could I do?
Spoke the words: Yes Sir!
He walked me to a closed waiting area.
I didn't see his face, he just was in control.
Taking me in front of him, ...
He graped, my shoulders, my hips and took my tight jeans and boxers down to
my ankles.
He took my wrists,
 placing them on my head.
No word was spoken.
I just follewed the lead.
Standing there at Schiphol Airport, nearly naked....
Without a word
His big cock between my buns... my hands on my head, exposed totally!
He slapt my buns...
whispering nasty comments on my hard, but not really big cock.
I felt humiliated but proud, can not tell you the feeling.

I felt his big cock nearly entering me.

He fucked my crack, not entering me, taking my hips in his strong hands...
I felt strange, bad, happy, to be honnest.
feeling his sperm on my naked back...
The only thought I had 'I served you well'
without thinking I came.
He left me without a word.