The more I chat about the subject, and the more pictures and videos I view, the more I have learned and the hotter the subject has become for me. I h...ve become especially interested in the master/sub roles, along with the responsibilities that go with the roles. Though I never thought of myself as a Master or Dominate type at first, I find that I have migrated to that role. Dominants are often thought to have the easier ‘job’ in D/s relationships and this is not so. Just as the submissive,. I am a Princess of the blood, not a cheap whore. I would rather be burned alive than suffer this… thing, to so much as lay a hand on me. He is a filthy pagan. Therefore he has no soul. He is worse than the beasts of the field. I would rather my virginity and my virtue to the vilest dog than to this piece of warm meat. He disgusts me. He makes me want to vomit."Returning to her seat, Gisla still refuses to meet her father's furious gaze, as Rollo, who speaks only one word of French, smiles. "Beth, are you OK? You sound really down. Is it about your Dad?" Uh, no." I suddenly remembered Daddy, and that didn't help my mood."Well, what is it?"I almost started to cry as I thought about how to tell her about Sylvia. "Give me a minute." OK." Kathy, I have to tell you something, and I hope you don't hate me after hearing it." Oh my lovely Beth, I can't imagine ever hating you." Well, you might. Yesterday I went to the mall. I was at the cafe when I met a girl my age with her mother. She. "I nodded, dumbfounded by what I was hearing, and desperate not to imagine Sara taking care of herself, because my cock was aching inside my trousers by now."And that's fine, but it's not the same is it?" No." My voice was hoarse and breathless."Do you like eating pussy?" She asked as if asking if I liked coffee."Y-yeah." Do you like eating your girlfriend's bald pussy?" "Yes." Barely a whisper escaped me in response."Do you wish it was hairier sometimes?"I just nodded at this, sure that by now.