”“Oho, I’m afraid of you now?” Jake asked, sitting up and grinning down at her.“Perhaps ‘fear’ is the wrong word,” Leonie admitted. �...But men fear a woman’s freedom. They… dislike… Is that the right word?”“Resent?” Jake asked. “Ressentiment?” Leonie asked. “You know that word?”“Yes,” Jake replied. “Resentment. It means the same in English.”“Ach!” Leonie said brightly. “We have something in common!”They both laughed. Jake said, “I revel in your freedom. I certainly don’t resent it!”“You’d better. . you know, like 'Oh please please please don't fuck me any more!', but that would just be pretend." I saw her eyes widen at the blunt phrase (I wasn't not sure if she had any intention of going that far in this game, but it wouldn't hurt to use it as an example.) but she just nodded."And if you couldn't talk like if you were gagged or your mouth were full ..." (I didn't go into detail as to what might be in her mouth; I let her imagination work on that.). ".. if you couldn't speak that safe. They are perfectly tanned and when she wears tight shorts or short skirts they keep my dick erect. Well after three years of her torturing me with her sexy ways I finally talked her into marriage. On our honeymoon she wore a bikini to the pool that she had removed all the inner lining. There was only extremely thin nylon meteral covering her vagina and breast. I didn't notice how the garment had been modified untill she came out of the motel pool and walked back to seat next to me. As she laid. Shaam me wo mere ghar k paas se gujar rahi thi to maine use aawaj diya wo mere paas aayi main us se baat karte karte uske boobs ko dekh raha tha jee kar raha tha rape kar du saali ka. Par maine control kiya. Aur use kaha tumhe kuch dikhna hai aur wo bf dikhane laga. Wo dar gayi aur uski aankhe jhuk gayi. Maine kaha agar wo mera saath nai degi to ye bf mai sab ko baant dunga aur net pe daal dunga. Aur agar tum apne boy frend ko bataya to mai tumhare ghar me dikha dunga. Aur us se kaha mai.