“Please Kent please,, yes I want to cum for you again, it feels so good, oh your fingers fill me so nicely yes play with me g spot, fuck my cunt har... with those wonderful fingers oh I am so close baby yes more please more!” Kent with drew his fingers and grinned at her with that scary grin, and she froze again with panic. He didn’t even let her have any idea what his next move would be, like lightning she felt his cock force into her, her flesh scorched as if it was a flame and she tried to. Woods that were sufficiently thickly vegetated that once inside the safety of that greenery it was almost impossible to see anyone. For that reason the other boys gave the woods a wide margin as 'perverts' could be hiding there waiting for an unsuspecting boy but I knew better. All the 'perverts' were at the bus station or the train station where I had even been approached on a few occasions. I had no interest in those men as I had decided a solitary approach was best and so I went into the. The dominant partner lovingly instructs the submissive in how to feed those desires." "What about pain? How does that play a part? Why would people want pain?" "That is very straightforward. Simple physiology. The body produces potent pain killer known as endorphins. Controlled pain causes the body to kick off so many endorphins it brings on a drug like high. The body also produces endorphins when it feels pleasure. That's how pain and pleasure end up connected for a masochist, because. ’ ‘Well, enjoy yourself,’ Melanie said, thinking that perhaps being kidnapped by this handsome Cajun wouldn’t be such a crime. ‘It was a pleasure meeting you.’ ‘Look, I’ll be there until about 10:30 or so,’ Mat said, not sure why he thought she’d be interested. ‘If you get a chance, come on by.’ ‘I’ll think about it,’ she said as she walked off down the street. Mat watched intently as Melanie walked into the distance. After she had gotten about a block away, she turned, noticed he was still.