She said in low voice” Be gentle beta don’t squeeze them hard”. I slowly went down and rubbed her naval with my bare hands. I said ” Your feet...needs to be cleaned, shall I do it?”. She said ” OK, but don’t push my petticoat more higher”. I bent down to her feet and started rubbing soap to her feet. I applied a thick lather to them, slowly started applying more lather upto her knees pushing her petticoat above her knees. She said ” Apply that lather a little higher beta”. With this I felt as if. *SLAP!* My head whips to the side and my hand comes up to my lip where he slapped me, feeling it begin to swell. I feel something warm and sticky, and know Im bleeding. Dont talk back to me, he says, and I quickly nod, the stubborn look that used to be in my eyes replaced by a frightened one. Behind those eyes, theres something more, but he cant see it: Lust. ————————————————————– It started a month or so ago. I was bored and horny, and decided to post some pictures of my lower region and tits. “Make a wish, love. I’ll blow them out for you.” Without waiting, she took a deep breath and blew.As he was finishing his wish – that it would end as well as he’d fantasized – she wrapped her hand around half the candles and squeezed them together. He felt the needles shift inside him, some of them scr****g or tearing until she yanked them free. While he caught his breath and wiped the tears from his eyes with his shoulder, she pulled the rest free, then grabbed a serrated carving knife and. Victoria needed to relax, she was jittery with nerves. She decided to have a small one quart chamomile tea enema and lie down for a few minutes. She wanted to retain her enema for a little while to let the chamomile relax her. Nude she lay on her bed on her left side; she raised her right leg, inserted her tube and let the flow begin. She adored the warm, full feeling she received as the warm water filled her bowels. After emptying the bag she lay, just relaxing. Fifteen minutes later she.