Marla opens the envelope and takes out the bondage magazine.Flipping through a couple of pages, she stops at a story about teenagegirls, being kidnapp...d by a band of dominant women who then train them.The pictures on the page show young girls being restrained in a varietyof exposing positions. Some with their legs held wide apart, otherswith their hands tied to the ceiling. In some, she saw nipple clipspinching their nipples. In others, she saw a dildo much like herspushed into their. Hope that law is not so blind in the near future.I have been very lucky in my relationship with my sweet beautiful Lechu, my Laxmy.We were friends from our childhood, and we passed our +2 and joined our Eng in same college. She is fair, cute, sexy with a sexy figure, and me to not so bad. We both were the beauty queens of our college.The guys were always around us , especially me. We were thick friends and never parted for a minute in college. We have opposite character and body language, she. She asked Brad to sit, and stood in front of him so that his eyes were level with her tits whose nipples were hard and poking against the fabric of her top.“Brad,” she whispered, “I promised I would do anything if you did not fuck Jane”“Would you like me to suck your cock again?”Brad had seemed to be in control when he told Marie that she would have to do anything he wanted, but now he was the one being controlled.Little did he know that there was an even greater sort of control that was going. And you said the fight was about me. And that it wasn’t Josie who was the problem. If you don’t tell me, we can’t fix it.”“I don’t think we can fix it,” she said, sobbing softly.“We’ve been through so much at this point and we’ve solved so many problems. There’s nothing you can say to me that we can’t work through. Look how far we’ve come! We planned a future together based on mutual compromises. We agreed to have a baby together.”“I can’t,” she sobbed.“Can’t what?” I asked. “Have a baby?.