I was talking rather about what you need to do to obtain them".Tina had nodded. "I'm not naïve, Mr. Giannopulos", she'd assured. "I know exactly ...hat I have to do. I lost any innocence I had left when I started working in clubs. And let me tell you, there wasn't all that much left to lose."The Greek had leaned in towards her, invading way too much of her space. She had felt his hot, whisky breath on her cheek. But she'd held her ground."There is a difference", he had confided, "between. ‘It was just 15 minutes, Mistress.’ ‘Late is Late!’. I feel your whip across my ass again, ‘No back talk!’, ‘Get on your hands and knees for your punishment!’ ‘Yes Mistress!’ You squat near my head and I smell the Tequila on your breath, which only serves to make my cock harder! I’ve been acting as if the whip is torture, but you know as well as I how much it turns me on! Your hand lifts my chin and I feel your teeth on my ear, slight pain, but extreme pleasure surges through my body! Suddenly,. "It's effective isn't it? Just like the humbler itself, takes completecontrol from the man and gives it whomever he chooses. That loss ofcontrol, total loss, was what it turned out my husband didn't like aboutit. He thought it would be a game, something to spice up our sex life andminimized how drastically it could change a power dynamic. I guess thatwas one reason I really liked it though. I mean he wasn't a bad husband,just a typical man. His mom spoiled him and he thought his wife should. She sat down and taken doggy style position. I sat behind her and inserted my tool tip in her hole. Then with jerks I started inserting my tool in her.She said “Pls. dhere-2 dalo aise bahut dard hota hai”. I kept my hand on her ass cheeks and opened widely and started stroking her and took saliva of my mouth in my middle finger and applied on her ass hole. I repeated the same 2-3 times.And while fucking her I inserted my middle finger in her ass hole. She cried “Yeh kya kar rahe ho aap, pls..