I masturbate with my right hand closed to form a fist. I place it on the cum rag against the underside of my cock, with knuckle against left side, hee... of palm against right side & the ‘groove’ between knuckle & heel over my urethra. I masturbate by working my fist with a rhythmic, rocking, massaging motion, squeezing & pressing my hard-on between fist & belly. Masturbating this way feels very different compared to jerking off or humping. I think it’s because of the alternating pressure &. She did so (there was no defiance left in her). So I came in her mouth and all over her face, then removed her butt plug and made her lick it clean. I whipped her a few more times for good measure and then released her.Part III: A Lesson in SubmissionAfter the lady and I had taken some time to recover from what were really both of our first hard BDSM experiences, we both agreed that we were ready for another round each. After all, what fun is Switching without both parties having the chance for. He's become a slave!" People of the village had long known of my hidden submission, my trips to dungeons in larger cities in the east, my internet obsession with stories of enslavement. i was no longer trying to hide it anymore, and people accepted it as a hidden perversion. But most people had doubted whether i would ever actually confess my slavery and beg a brand and collar. But clearly they were wrong. The feeling of public humiliation was indescribably delicious. i kept my. What should we do with them?”“I’ll come get them while she’s rehearsing,” said Bobby. “Once I get her to the fairgrounds I don’t think she’ll need me again until after the concert. I need to run over to Wichita too, and see if they got her suitcase back yet. How about I pick up the prints on the way back from that?”All that arranged, they left.“So...” said Misty, clutching her guitar between her legs, and her performance clothing in her lap. “Christy is your girlfriend?”“Nope,” said Bobby.