“SHIT! I missed work today!” he bellowed as he rolled out of bed and immediately fell to the floor.The thirty-year old cursed at himself as he att...mpted to rise to his feet and failed miserably. On his second try, he was able to stand up, but his legs wouldn’t let him move.“DAMMIT! Why the Hell did I drink so much last night?” he asked himself as he wobbled his way to the bathroom.As he staggered through the hallway, he caught a whiff of the familiar scent of bacon frying in a pan. This didn’t. So smoothe and pink. And I can see how wet you are. Good giiiiiiirl," Chrissie said, bending down to lick her pussy."Mmmm," moaned Becca, moving down against her friends mouth but feeling the handcuffs pull her back.Chrissie continued to eat her pussy for about a minute, cleaning her juices from her pussy lips and flicking her clit."I think you're ready to try a toy," said Becca, sliding off the bed."Let's start small for today and work your way up." Becca could here her rummaging through her. We didn't really talk about the sex we'd had with previous partners or our experiences, but the one thing I noticed about Karen in the early days was how rough and in control she could be, she's always liked to take lead and over time it grew to her being the more Dominant in our relationship.Karen's dominance revealed itself in the autumn of 1999, I remember this period so well because her whole sexual persona changed when we moved into our first flat together. Her control over me was immense. She hated that her mom made her dress like a hooker and that she was made fun of for being a virgin that dressed like a slut. “Do you wanna be rapped or willing?” boys would ask her, squeezing her reasonably sized ass as she went by. More than once, the whole football team her almost gang raped Melissa. Melissa went as fast as she could to school in her high heeled shoes. “Hey, Lissa,” two girls called at the same time. Mickey and Joanna. Mickey looked like a Playboy Bunny. Blonde hair, blue.