"You are a wonderful and kind person and have helped more people than you can imagine. I have no idea how or why this happened, but as much as I would...love to hate you for the effect that you have had on me, I just can't. I can't help loving you and caring for you and even obeying you. Now would you please tone down the broadcasting of your thoughts so that some of us can sleep?" I'm sorry," I replied softly, or at least I tried to think softly as I thought my apology toward them."There is no. Months of nightmares have plagued me since. Now I am showing him my strength and rebuilding our relationship in the hopes that I can become his slut slave once again. Earlier this year he told me that there may come a time when he would travel or just need a break from the BDSM world. He said during that time he may turn me over to another Master. Recently the nightmares have become fantasies. What follows is the most recurring fantasy. 

I walk in the door after work one night and see we have. Ok coming to the story before two years Saranya who is my sex wore shifted her home from village to Chennai, Saranya’s age is 29 and married and mother with two children but still she looks very hot and young, later I started to speak with her usual topics and while talking I just stare her boobs and it is around 36, ok now I come to the sex story which was happened with us recently One fine day my father and mother went to my relatives home to attend a function that time I was alone in the. "Right girls, let's get stuck into these," she giggled, pushing out her breasts along with the bottles.Helen ignored the wine bottles and fastened her lips around a nipple, squeezing one of hers through her little top as she did so!Sue and Janine watched as Helen played with both of Mandy's breasts. Mandy clutched Helen's head to her chest as she reached down to pull up the hem of her top. Helen's breasts popped out and Mandy pulled the top over her head and captured her magnificent orbs in her.