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?Tania's Training?

by Richard Stryker

© Copyright R. Stryker 2005.

The right of R. Stryker to be identified as the authorof this book has been asserted in accordance with Section 77 and 78 of theCopyrights and Patents Act 1988.

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PREFACE

Continuing the extracts from the diaries recorded by Greg Dawson.The diaries reveal the activities of this self-styled vigilante ? a man whois out to avenge the wrongs committed by women on their partners and to teachothers, both willing and unwilling, the merits and benefits of a life of submission.

In this extract, we follow Dawsonona planned encounter with a young woman called Tania. Tania's partner hasa problem with her and she can't afford for the relationship to turn sour.A chance conversation led her to Dawson and now, as the story begins, sheis about to try to save her relationship - but learning how to meet her partner'sdesires is not going to be as pain free as she thought it would be.

Readers beware ? this extract contains some very strong material.

TANIA'S TRAINING

May 2005

The late afternoon sun cast lengthening shadows on the pavement as Dawsonwalked past the row of Edwardian semis. Long since converted from their formerdays of glory into self-contained flats, the solid construction of the buildingshad weathered the years and looked like they would last for at least another century.

Dawson was carrying his usual black bag, a bag with a shoulder strap ? abag he had slung casually over his shoulder before setting off down the pavement.He found the right address, turned off the pavement and climbed down theset of steps leading to the basement flat. The doorbell was one of thoseilluminated affairs, and below the bell push was a small clear-plastic section.Into this area had been slipped a piece of card onto which had been hastilywritten the single word ? ?Collins?.

Dawsonhad not actually met Tania Collins before,but had talked with her a number of times on the telephone. He had a goodidea what her problem was and he knew exactly why she had turned to him.His reputation as a Corrective Action Therapist was spreading and his serviceswere now becoming much in demand. As he reached forward to press the doorbell,Dawson knew that Tania's partner, Robert, would not be at home. The whole sessionhad been arranged that way and Dawson knewRobert was out of town for a couple of days.

The doorbell rang twice and Dawsonwaitedwhile the woman inside walked up the short hallway and called out,

?Who's there??

? Dawson ,? he replied, simply.

The door opened. Tania Collins was about five foot three. She waspetite in stature, had dark, green eyes that sparkled in the late afternoonsunshine and she had mid-back length, auburn hair.

She reached forward and offered her hand to Dawson .

?Good afternoon, Mr Dawson,? she began, a little hesitantly, ?we meetat last.? She smiled and her bright, white teeth glistened for a moment.

?We do indeed.?

?Do come in. I hope you don't mind but I've asked one of my friendsto join us. I thought it would be a wise precaution.?

?Indeed. It's not a problem for me, though you may find you are embarrasseda little later on when we get started.?

?I don't think so. I've known Cari since we were at school togetherand we don't have any secrets.?

?It's your decision and it won't affect anything that happens.? Dawsonenteredthe flat and the door closed behind him.

Tania Collins led him down the short hallway and into the living roomat the back of the building.

?Mr Dawson, this is Cari,? she said by way of introduction.

?Hi,? said Dawson . Cari stood up,all five feet ten of her. She had very close-cropped, blonde hair, was powerfullybuilt, like an athlete and was wearing a tight fitting tee-shirt and cut-offsthat hugged her strong physique and showed off her finest attributes.

She shook Dawson 's hand and satback down while Dawsonmarvelled at thestrength of her grip.

?Right, Tania,? he said. They were all sitting now. Dawsonwasin the armchair and the two young women were on the sofa. There was somethingabout Cari that intrigued him ? he couldn't define it yet, but there wassomething. ?As I understand it from our conversations, you have a problemwith your partner and yet you don't want to sour the relationship so youwant to see if I can help you.?

?Exactly,? she replied quietly.

?And your problem is??

?I, I,? she stammered, ?I don't like doing things for him.?

?Things ? what things?? Dawsonremainedcalm.

?I don't like the sex thing ? other than with the lights out and underthe duvet.?

?I see. Now, from our past conversations, you think this is somethingyou could alter.?

?Oh yes, I think so. I was quite different at school, wasn't I, Cari??

Cari had been smiling quite smugly and was a bit taken aback to findshe was now part of the conversation.

?Yes, yes you were,? she responded. ?Mr Dawson, this is the girl who,at thirteen, would charge the lads twenty pence to give them a blow job behindthe bike sheds.? Cari smiled when she had finished, as if remembering something.

?I see,? said Dawson , ?so whendid it change??

?When I met Robert, I think. I adore him, but I just don't find himsexually all that thrilling.?

?I see.? Dawsonsmiled thinly.Cari was intriguing him more than his client. ?Now, here's what I think.I think you have it in you to meet your partner's desires; it's just thatyou don't want to. I get the feeling from what you've said that you liketo have some kind of control on the relationship and by not satisfying hisdesires you exert that control.?

?Yes, yes, I think you're right. It is about the only area of ourrelationship I do control.?

?I thought so. So, what I am going to suggest is you learn the artof submission ? you learn to hand over that area of control.?

?That may not be easy. I mean, it might work in theory, but it mightbe a totally different thing when he comes back.?

?I can help you there. I can guarantee you a way to make sure youlearn the art of submission and then continue in that lifestyle for evermore.?

?Really and how would you do that??

?Simple. I will show you what will happen to you if you fail to besubmissive. All you have to do is either contact me, or get Cari to contactme if you fail in the future.?

?Very well ? so what will happen to me??

Tania was wearing a loose fitting jumper and baggy tracksuit bottoms.

?I'll show you. The art of submission is for you to realise that ifyou fail to achieve what is required then the remedy is painful. I am goingto teach you some aspects of submission this evening and if you fail therequired tasks then you will receive a painful experience. Do you understand??

?Yes.?

?Now, because Cari is here, you will also find what is going to happenmay be humiliating for you. Do you want Cari to leave??

?No. I want her to stay. That way, she will know what is expectedof me in the future.?

At this point Dawson was sure he saw Cari lick the insides of herlips ? the gesture of one who was looking forward to what was about to happen.

?In that case we'll get started.?

?Okay, Mr Dawson, I am in your hands. What do I do??

?First off, you need to learn how to dress. Imagine Robert has comehome and wants to dominate you. How do you tell him you are ready to servehis needs??

?I'd dress sexily.?

?Good. Now, whatever you are wearing now, it doesn't look that sexy.Before we start properly, go and dress as you would dress to be submissiveto Robert.?

?Okay.? Tania looked at Cari for a moment, stood up, swung her longhair behind her back and walked out of the room, closing the door behindher.

?Are you into this submissive thing?? DawsonaskedCari when they were alone.

?Yes, but I'm the dominant one.?

?I thought so. That's quite a handshake you've got.?

?Thanks. Actually, the reason Tania wants me here is because she knowsI'm a Dom and she wants to learn to be a sub, not just for Robert, but forme too. We have, shall we call it, a close relationship, so that is the realreason she wants me here. Only don't tell her I told you.?

?I see. Do you want to become part of this later on??

?If you don't mind.?

?No, not at all. Actually, it will add something to Tania's training.?

?Okay, but for now I'll just observe.?

?Fine.?

Dawson pulled one of the straight-backed dining chairs out from underthe table in the corner of the room and set it in position in the middleof the room, sideways on to the sofa where Cari was sitting. Then he saton the chair, looking straight at the entrance to the room.

The couple chatted idly for a couple more minutes before the dooropened. Tania was now dressed in a black, silky baby-doll nightdress, black,lacy knickers and self-supporting stockings. She also had black, high-heeledshoes on.

?What do you think, Mr Dawson?? Her voice had become velvety and Dawsoncouldsmell the not-so-cheap perfume.

?Very good. Now, I am going to show you a little about the pain aspectso you can decide for yourself in the main session whether you want to besubmissive or stubborn.?

?Fine.?

?Come over here and lie over my lap facing the fireplace.? The fireplacewas directly opposite Cari. Cari, for her part, smiled innocently at Taniaas she took up position.

In a minute, Tania was sprawled right over Dawson 'slap. He pulled her forward until her buttock cheeks were directly over hislap and his rapidly stiffening cock. Tania straightened her legs behind her,trying to keep her toes just on the floor.

?Now,? said Dawson , ?I am goingto spank your bottom. Did you ever get spanked as a kid??

?My Dad did slipper me once when he found out what was going on behindthe bike sheds.?

?Well, this will be just as painful.? While he spoke, Dawsonraisedthe thin material of the nightdress, exposing the woman's buttocks. The knickerswere no more than a G-string and offered the woman no protection. Her buttockswere firm, her flesh pale. Dawson rested his hand on her skin for a momentbefore raising it into the air, only to bring it back down across the middleof Tania's upturned cheeks.

?Yeeeooww,? she cried out as the slap resounded around the room.

?Oh, come on, that was a mere tap,? Dawsonchidedher as the hand slapped her again. He landed six swats in rapid successionand then paused. Her pale flesh was already turning a healthier colour ofpink and Dawsonwas surprised at justhow quickly it was turning colour. Each slap that landed brought a freshcry from the young woman.

?You don't have a very high pain threshold do you?? Dawsonremarkedduring the pause.

?N..n..no,? Tania stammered.

?Cari, can you go to my bag. In it you will find an old gym slipper.Bring it to me, please.? Dawsonwaitedwhile the slipper was fetched. ?Right, Tania, I am going to give you 12 strokesof the slipper now, just to show you what it will be like for you if youfail any stage of the learning process here this evening.?

?N?n...no, please not the slipper. I get the message, honest I do.? Dawsoncouldn't see her face but he guessed she was already crying from the half-dozenhand slaps.

Bright pink cheeks turned to plum red as Dawsonwieldedthe slipper. Each stinging blow landed roughly over the middle of Tania'scheeks. Each fresh blow sent new waves of pain surging through her lowerbody as the heat in her buttocks increased and the colour darkened. Eachfresh stroke brought more screams from the young woman. Dawsonwonderedif any neighbours might hear it but then remembered the upstairs flat wasvacant.

After six strokes with the slipper, Dawsonpausedto look at his handiwork. He touched the bruised buttocks gently, marvellingat the speed with which they had gone dark red, marvelling at the bruisingwhich had already formed. Tania was, by now, sobbing heartily. With her faceturned to the fireplace, Cari could not see the tears but she could see therapidly ripening cheeks perched on top of Dawson 'slap.

Dawsoncaressed the bruised flesh for a moment withhis free hand and then brought the slipper down for the seventh time. Asthe stroke landed, Tania reached her right hand round as if to protect herpainful flesh. Dawsonwas having noneof it and grabbed her wrist with his free hand. With some degree of forcehe pulled her arm up behind her back, keeping it out of the way of the actionscene and forcing her chest down over his lap.

The eighth stroke made Tania struggle again and, amidst pleas forhim to stop, Dawsondetected the words ?ohfuck?.

?What was that?? He demanded while raising the slipper into the air.

?I?I?just said, oh fuck that hurt.?

?I thought so. That will earn you another six strokes for swearing.?

?N?n?no, p?please don't hit me any more, I can't take any more.? Thesobbing was louder than ever.

?I make it you have now got nine strokes left.?

The slipper descended to the crimson, tortured flesh, flesh whichwas bruised and showing signs of being swollen.

?N...n?no, yeeeowww!? Tania screamed.

?Ten. For the sake of your neighbours we will get this over with quickly.?

Dawson raised the slipper into the air and with a rapid salvo of shotshe administered the final eight strokes so quickly that Tania barely hadtime to gasp for breath, much less cry out.

?That's that over with. Now, stand up and put your hands on your head,continuing to face the fireplace.? Dawsonspokefirmly. ?We are now going to teach you submission. You know what it willbe like if you fail to do all you are asked to do and with your bottom thecolour it is, I suspect further punishment would be most uncomfortable.

Tania lifted herself gingerly off his lap and for a moment caughtthe sight of the faint smile on Cari's face. Also, Cari looked strangelyflushed ? something that did not go unnoticed by Tania. Slowly the nightdressdescended to offer some soothing protection to her glowing buttocks and Taniaturned to face the fireplace. When she was facing it she put her hands onher head as instructed.

?Good.? Dawsonwas rummaging aroundin his bag and pulled out some cords and a pair of metal handcuffs. ?Now,we're going to have a bit of fun. Put your hands behind your back.?

No sooner had Tania obliged than Dawsonsnappedthe cuffs into place.

?Excellent.? In a moment he had pulled a cord between her upper armsand her back. Pulling her elbows together behind her back, Dawsonsecuredthem with the cord. This had the effect of forcing Tania's chest to be pushedout in front of her, making her ample breasts even more prominent. ?Turnround.?

Tania did so and in a moment she felt Dawsonuntyingthe lace straps that secured the front of her nightdress. The top fell openexposing her breasts ? breasts that had large, dark, circular areolas fromwhich protruded stiff, pink nipples.

Dawsonrubbed the back of his hand across the nipples,making Tania shudder, though she was still sobbing quietly from the painin her rear. Tania knew Cari was watching intently and knew too that Cariwould be ensuring in the future that Tania lived up to being a submissive.She knew that every week or so, when Robert went away, Cari would be backto check on her submissiveness and that Cari would not hesitate to contactDawson if she misbehaved. For a moment Tania wondered why she'd agreed to gothrough with this but it was too late now.

?Right, sit on the chair.? Dawson 'svoice was almost monotone and though forceful he was trying not to soundto frightening. There was no need for that as Tania was already moving tothe chair. ?Have you ever had a real man's cock in your throat?? Dawsonasked her when she was seated.

?N?no,? she sobbed, feeling weak at the thought. She knew it wouldbe different to the days behind the bike sheds at school. They'd been kidsthen, mere playthings. This was the full monty ? the real item.

?Well, I'm lucky then.? Dawsonwasalready stepping out of his trousers.

Tania was shifting uneasily on the chair, the pain in her bruisedbuttocks making it hard for her to sit still.

?Open your mouth as wide as you can. I want to feel no teeth.?

Dawsonwas erect, hugely so. He looked quickly atCari. She was sitting back on the sofa, her legs wide apart. Dawsonnoticedthe crotch of her tight-fitting pants was damp. Cari was breathing heavily.Tania opened her mouth and struggled to stay calm as she felt the heat ofDawson 's manhood on her lips and then her tongue.

He was big, long and thick with it and as he pushed the head of hisphallus into her mouth, Tania wondered if she'd choke on him. Dawsonputhis hand behind her head to stop her from backing away from him and thenfed his cock deep into her mouth. He slid it in until he felt the tip ofhis cock touch the back of her mouth.

?Good, now suck me.? He let go of her head and allowed her to suckon him. She moved her head so he slid in and out of her mouth, his ten inchshaft glistening with her saliva as she liberally lubricated him, suckingcarefully as she did so.

Dawsonlooked round at Cari. She was still sittingon the sofa and was now rubbing her crotch firmly with the palm of a hand.She was evidently highly aroused.

Tania continued sucking on his cock for some minutes, reaching herhead forward to accommodate him more easily in her mouth.

?Now, I am going to come in your mouth and you are going to swallowthe whole lot.?

Tania mumbled something totally incomprehensible, due to the manhoodshe was attempting to swallow. She felt the twitch of his cock a moment beforethe first, salty taste of semen touched the back of her tongue. The tastemade her gag and she pulled back suddenly, his cock plopping out of her mouthas he jetted the hot, sticky cum onto her face.

?I said you were to swallow it all. Now look at the mess you've made.? Dawsondid not sound pleased.

?Sorry,? said Tania, ?it was just the suddenness of it all and thetaste on my tongue. I don't remember it being like that at school.?

?Maybe not, but then again maybe you just don't want to be submissive.?

?I do ? I do, really,? she said in a quiet, almost frightened voice.

?Hmm, I'm not so sure. Well, you will have to be punished for yourdisobedience.?

?Yes, I suppose I will,? Tania agreed, softly. ?What are you goingto do??

?Well, your arse is already beetroot red and I don't think other thancaning you, any further punishment down there will help.?

?N?n?not the cane, please. Anything but the cane.? Tania was sobbingagain, wishing she'd taken the white, salty liquid down her throat as shehad been ordered.

?Well, if you're sure.?

?I am,? she sobbed again.

?Okay, sit back in the chair.?

Cari was moaning softly on the sofa, still rubbing the now saturatedarea of pants that covered her crotch.

Tania sat back and waited while Dawsonfetcheda length of rope. He tied it round the back of the chair, just below herbreasts, forcing her back into the chair support, securing her in position.

?Save that for later,? Dawsonlookedover at Cari. With a look of surprise she stopped masturbating. She gaveDawson a quizzical look, a look that Tania missed. As he was behind her, Taniadid not see the smile on Dawson 's face thatflickered there for a moment by way of response.

The rope was secure and Dawsonwasback in his bag. He brought out his small flogger ? a short-handled devicewith about thirty fine strands of leather protruding from the head end. Herested the strands across Tania's left breast for a moment, raised it intothe air and brought it back down on her pale flesh. Tania screamed as thethirty fine strands of leather bit into her tender flesh. She screamed againas the second stroke landed and now she struggled with her bonds ? a futilegesture as she was securely strapped to the chair.

?Yeearrggghhh!? She screamed again as the leather bit into her leftbreast for the third time.

Her breast started to turn pink as Dawsoncontinuedto flog it ? adding another half dozen flicks of the flogger for good measure.When he'd applied the nine strokes he turned his attention to her right breastand gave it the same attention as her left one had received. Tania criedloudly as he flogged her, her right breast turning the same shade of pinkas her left.

She was sobbing loudly when he'd finished, her breasts a swollen,painful sight. Dawsonreturned the floggerto his bag and extracted the large, red candle he carried with him.

?What's that for?? Tania asked in between sobs.

?Have you never been waxed before??

?N?n?no. Does it hurt??

?Probably, but then again you have got to learn submission and ifyou can't do it the easy way, we have to resort to pain.?

?I can learn, honest. What do you want me to do? I'll do it, honest.?

?In a moment. First this.?

Dawsonlit the candle. Cari was now sitting forwardon the sofa, watching intently as the master of pain carried on his missionof torture. He waited for the wax to start melting, until a little pool ofred liquid had formed in the top of the candle. Then he held the candle sixinches above Tania's left breast and slowly tilted it. The liquid wax drippedfrom the end of the candle and landed on her breast just above the areola.

?Arrggghhh,? Tania moaned. She increased the volume of her complaintas more wax landed on her tortured flesh, burning her as it cooled on contact.The wax flowed downward, over the areola until it covered her nipple.

?Arggghhhh,? she continued to moan loudly as the wax flowed past hernipple and covered the rest of her areola. When it looked like it would dripoff the end of her breast, Dawsonraisedthe candle. He moved sideways and tilted it over her right breast. As Taniagasped loudly, the wax flowed until it had covered her right breast tissue,clinging to the flesh as it semi-burned it on contact.

?Nice,? said Dawsonwhen he'd finished. ?Now,that's the heat over with for now. We'll leave that to set while we set youyour next task. If you're good we'll scrape it off cold, but if you fail,we'll heat it up to get it off you.?

?I'll be good, honest.? Tania was still crying, but now determinedshe would do whatever Dawson wanted her to do, rather than experience morepain.

?I rather hope d you would. Now, Cari over there is getting a mitebit aroused at what's going on, aren't you, Cari??

?Mmm,? Cari replied, a little unsure what Dawsonwasexpecting.

?Cari, why don't you strip off. Tania here is going to give you somepleasure now. If she doesn't, then you can punish her.?

?Pleasure,? said Cari. As she stood up, she peeled the tee-shirt awayfrom her firm, athletic body, revealing a tattoo of a heart on her left shoulder.He cut-offs descended to the floor, followed by her knickers. She stood there,totally naked. ?What do you want me to do??

?Lie back down on the sofa and open your legs.? As he spoke, Dawsonbeganuntying Tania. He removed the rope under her breasts and then the rope holdingher upper arms behind her back. Finally he removed the handcuffs.

?Right, Tania, you are going to take off your nightdress and G-string,bend over the edge of the sofa and give your friend a good tonguing in hercunt.?

?Wh?what?? Said Tania.

?Bend over the sofa??

?Yes, I heard, but I didn't think I would have to submit to her.? Taniaalmost spat out the last word, though she removed the nightdress as she spoke.

?Why not??

?She's a woman.?

?Very true, but a real submissive will submit to anything. Now, doit, or you will have to take further punishment. And make sure you satisfyCari, or she will punish you afterwards.?

?Okay.?

Cari was positively drooling at the prospect of having her best friendgive her oral sex and she opened her fully-shaved pussy all the wider.

Dawson, for his part, was getting erect again, just admiring her firm,athletic body and her pouting cunt. Tania lifted herself gingerly off thechair, walked to the end of the sofa and bent over it, lowering her headbetween Cari's legs.

?You'll have to move up a bit, I can't quite reach you,? Tania moaned.By way of response, Cari shifted her bottom a foot down the sofa so thather crotch was within easy reach of Tania's mouth and, more excitingly, hertongue.

?Now tongue fuck her,? Dawsonsaid.He was still divested of his own pants and he walked over to get a closerlook at the action. ?Go on, bury your head in her cunt and stick your tongueright up the hole.? Dawsonreached outand forced Tania's head down into the middle of Cari's hairless sex.

?Is she tonguing you?? DawsonaskedCari.

?Mmm, deep and lovely.?

?Good, well you keep her head in place. Put your hand on top of itand guide her as you wish to give you the sensations and pleasure you want.?

Dawsonremoved his own hand and watched as Caritook over.

?Go on, Tania, feel all around my tight hole with your tongue. That'sit ? oh yes, that's so good.? Cari started to move her hips as her arousalincreased. All the time she guided Tania's head to give her the level ofpenetration she wanted.

Suddenly Tania froze. Her tongue stopped moving in the same instantas she felt the heat of Dawson 's cockas it pushed against the crack between her buttocks. He was pushing her intothe armrest of the sofa and pinioned as she was with him behind her and herhead being forced into Cari's crotch, she could do little to protest.

?God!? She thought silently, ?his cock is huge.?

Cari was demanding more movement, calling out for it verbally, threateningTania with a caning if she didn't oblige. The threats sounded as if Cariwas close to her own orgasm but Tania could not be sure she would not endurethe caning if she failed to please, so she began the tongue probing again.

Behind her, Dawsonwas taking aim.With his hands on Tania's hips, he had prised open her buttocks just farenough to see her tightly sphinctered anus. She had obviously not been takenlike that before and Dawsonknew she wouldhowl with pain when he entered her. His cock was lubricated with gel andhe lined it up. Positioned where he wanted to be, he began to push harder.At first Tania resisted him, clenching her buttocks instinctively to keepthe invader at bay. Then, as the muscle at the entrance to her anus gaveway, Dawsonplunged into her, causingTania to gasp loudly, even though her mouth was pressed against Cari's labia.

Cari was panting loudly now as her orgasm approached. Dawsonstrokedhis cock rhythmically in and out of Tania's anus. On the withdrawal partof the stroke, Dawsonnoticed the faintstreak of blood. Evidently he had torn her anus when he had violated her.It only excited him more. It excited him further when he detected the scentof Cari's own orgasm. She gasped loudly as her climax made her body shudderviolently. At the same time, she ejaculated, her clear liquid dribbling outof her body onto the sofa and into Tania's mouth.

?Swallow it,? Cari ordered as her climax subsided.

?I am,? mumbled Tania. A few moments later Cari released Tania's headand she raised it slightly.

?Was that good for you?? Tania enquired, as the powerful thrustingmotion in her arse began to attract more of her attention.

?Yes, not bad, for a beginner, but I think you are going to need somemore practice when Robert is away.?

?I thought you'd say that.?

?So you will agree to it??

?Of course. I don't want Mr Dawson coming back here again, not aftertonight. Ow,? Tania cried out.

Dawsonwas near to his own climax and his pumpingactions had taken on a new force. Now, his body was bashing into Tania'sbright red, swollen buttocks. Suddenly it was happening. His cock twitched,jerked with the first signs of his explosion and then, a moment later, hespurted his seed deep into Tania's arse. As he spurted, he plunged his cockas far into the woman as he could manage. It was this force that caused Taniato gasp loudly again.

Five minutes later, Dawsonhadcleaned himself up. Cari was sat on the sofa, still naked, and the nakedTania was pacing the room, her buttocks too painful to sit on.

?God my arse hurts,? she kept moaning.

?You should have relaxed and taken me more willingly. Still, you willlearn to do that for Robert, won't you??

?Yes, though it may take a while.?

?Well, I am sure that Cari will contact me if there is any problemsin the future, won't you , Cari??

?Of course, and also if she doesn't please me as well.? Cari smirkedat the thought of the power she now held over her long term friend.

Dawsonstood up to go.

?One final thing, Cari, Tania hasn't had an orgasm this evening yet.I leave you now but it is down to you to make your friend cum. Tania willcall me tomorrow if you don't do to her what you made her do to you. If Iget that call it will be your turn to have a sore arse. Night all.?

Dawson turned and let himself out of the basement flat, smiling tohimself as he walked away and wondering whether he would hear from Taniain the morning. He half hoped he would, for it would allow him to get togrips with Cari's firm, athletic body.

The End

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