"Satina had read that once, in a magazine somewhere. The article hadbeen written by a submissive with thick rings in her clit, pussy lips,nipples -- e...en the end of her tongue. No elaboration on what some ofthose "ways" might have been. But the statement had entered Satina'smind, like a wind-blown seed entering a little crack in the dirt, andtook root in fertile soil. More and more, Satina found herselfcompelled to explore the idea, nurture that tiny seed, coax it to growand bloom, with the. And one more thing please do not blackmail anybody who are not interested by providing the writer’s id to them.Now let me continue the story, those who do not know me, please read my previous stories to know me and reply your opinions.After my aunt applied oil and grease to my body, I was fully dirty and seeing my situation my aunt was laughing uncontrollably, seeing that I also got smile even in that pain also, seeing me smiling she spat her saliva on my face, she got angry and started to beat. . The whip cracked once... twice... finding two sets of naked buttocks. Screaming squeals rose up. “Pull!” bellowed the Overseer. The slaves pulled... and pulled their full weight. There was clapping from the balcony as the cage moved off. Everyone watched excitedly as it made two circuits of the Palace courtyard before heading for the main gates. Xena, swinging to and fro, blatantly exposed, was groaning horribly. Two male slaves opened the gates and the cage disappeared through them. Then. When we got up to the room she was acting pretty drunk. She asked if I could help her take off her swim suit. Now my girlfriend's mom is not hot. She is like any other mom, in her late forties, a little over weight, bleach blonde hair. Her one piece suit came off easy and she was standing there naked. Her boobs sagged slightly, her dark untrimmed bush did not match her blonde hair. I had not had sex in three months so my dick started to stand at attention making a tent in my swim trunks. I.