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Straight Male / 67
I Won The Battle But Lost The War
Two things, women activist need a good fuck and sound spanking. Men who support woman activist are looking for a Mommy. My luck was telling women activist NO. Our mistake was not filtering them out before they became employees. Like union organizers. My job was breaking those women activists, fuck them, beat them into submission.
Of course it wasn't only me , I had subordinates who got the women as a prize.
I remember clearly this small, thin tomboy of a girl. She claimed to be a lesbian, she was a card carrying ERA member. I chose her for me. She tried to hold her ground, but might makes right and choice of causes made her wrong. She took her spanking with a broken lip, she took her fucking not making a peep. Once she understood who's hand held the reins she heeled and took to me and quit the ERA crap.
Of all the girls I've fucked she's the one that put me under her spell. Pound for pound I outweighed her by a hundred pounds, but her look and her lip were enough to bring me to heel. Never had I been rendered powerless, she did that to me. She didn't hold back, she fucked back. She liked it. She kept her opinions to herself.
I learned a valuable lesson, victory isn´t always from a full frontal assault, victory can also come by drawing the enemy in and turning his spirit into jello. In the end she fucked me and held the leash in her hand. Surrender to her was sweet, best fuck of my life.
Of course it wasn't only me , I had subordinates who got the women as a prize.
I remember clearly this small, thin tomboy of a girl. She claimed to be a lesbian, she was a card carrying ERA member. I chose her for me. She tried to hold her ground, but might makes right and choice of causes made her wrong. She took her spanking with a broken lip, she took her fucking not making a peep. Once she understood who's hand held the reins she heeled and took to me and quit the ERA crap.
Of all the girls I've fucked she's the one that put me under her spell. Pound for pound I outweighed her by a hundred pounds, but her look and her lip were enough to bring me to heel. Never had I been rendered powerless, she did that to me. She didn't hold back, she fucked back. She liked it. She kept her opinions to herself.
I learned a valuable lesson, victory isn´t always from a full frontal assault, victory can also come by drawing the enemy in and turning his spirit into jello. In the end she fucked me and held the leash in her hand. Surrender to her was sweet, best fuck of my life.
