When breakfast was over, the guys all headed out to the barn. Walt stopped on the porch and studied Annie.“Honey, you ok?”“Yes, I’m fine.”�...Good. Did you know that this weekend is festival?”“No, I guess I just forgot, why would you like to go?”“Yes, I think so. I was just telling Spencer about how nice it is and thought maybe we could all go for a while.”“Sure, but what about the girls?”“Well I thought we could go after we milk this morning and maybe grab a bite of lunch and maybe you would take. Your bucking into my mouth and I let you slip it inside as you groan from the feel of hot & wet on your cock. I'm intent on spending as much time licking at you, hoping to make you come in my mouth.It doesn't last long before you pull out and sink down to my level, pulling at my shirt and licking at my nipple. I let out a long groan and push for you to go further, I'm aching to be pounded by you, and I feel your hands sliding down past my waist and into my underwear. I spread my legs, more than. The line you have to walk is giving her enough punishment to sate, without causing any serious, lasting harm.Where this line is drawn will be different for every person, in every relationship. Many girls don’t want to be bruised or marked in any way. Some want nothing more than to feel sore for weeks to come. It’s up to you to make sure you are following the two rules of sadism in BDSM:No matter what she thinks, or says, she wants, it’s your job to know when to say no. If a woman asks you to. Thank goodness, there was nobody around, and I only had twobuildings to cross to get to the beauty shop. When I got to the door, Sammy was waiting to let me in. He put theCLOSED' sign in the window and locked the door. Then, he escorted meback to the back. He complimented me on how well I looked, especiallywith the flower in my hair, and he noticed my figure too. I told him Iwas already dressed for tonight, except for my evening gown, shoes andpurse. I would put those on when I got.