“I don’t know. It scares me a bit that you would be thinking of either of those records.”“I warned you.” Erin kissed me.“You did. So, what...is the problem, Erin? Why have you been moody enough that your wives are worried about you? Pardon me for sounding like a stupid guy, but is it a hormone thing?”“Oh, shit! This is going to sound so fucking stupid.” She sounded afraid as she raised her voice.More alarm bells went off and I was getting scared.“Ok, Erin. What is wrong? Out with it!” Now I was. As long as their actions don’t injure me or leave permanent markings, they have Master’s permission to render on me. BDSM Model – Whenever I visited Tokyo, Master will require me to contact his friend a bondage Master and be a model for his shows. These shows were held either at his studio or in a SM club in Roppongi. The show is non sexual, it involved being tied up in ropes and being suspended. Depending on the show for the evening, sometimes I will be waxed by dripping candles for which I. Having my hands tied with car’s door and watching Birva in similar situation turned me even more. Sir started to drive the car, and slowly started rubbing the exposed thighs of Birva. He slowly worked his way inwards and found that Birva was wearing panties.Sir got angry with that and slapped Birva’s breasts a few times. He couldn’t remove the G-strings with one hand so again he stopped the car. He removed it and threw it in the back seat. Sir started fingering her and she could only tremble. “Oh god Kath,” she sighed as the first flush of heat travelled down from her nipple to her pussy.Kathy pushed her onto her back then lay on top of her. “You are so beautiful,” she said, smiling down at her. Then she slid down her friend’s body, kissing her way down over Jenny’s tummy.Jenny knew what was coming, she felt totally relaxed, she parted her thighs in readiness for her lover’s lips. She gave a shudder as Kathy’s lips located her clitoris, sucking it into her mouth.“Oh l love you.