A. kar rahi hani aur main 12th main hu to hum sab bahut khush rahte the didi aur main to sath main padhai karte the maine kabhi bhi didi ko gandi naja... se nahi dekha . lekin woh kabhi kabhi apne kale badan ke liye mujhe kahti ki tu kitna gora hain abhi lekin mera dekh kal blackbord tab main kahta ki didi rang se kuch pharak nahi padta apki skin kitni soft hain woh bhi to dekhiye aurmeri kitni hard hain aisa kahkar main didi ke hantho ke upar haath pher deta . wo bhi hans ne lagti aise hi din ja. Hah, she was evil, this one! Something I had neglected to mention before, but she often found ways to work my safeword into conversations, sometimes incorporating it into meaningless sentences to enhance the torment. I muffle out a ?No Mistress,? and I try to shake my head from side to side, and stop as the hook in my ass is jostled. I get a totally agonizing surprise in return as she wrenches the chains from my nipples with a sharp snapping jerk. I yelp in pain, not from the clamps. He wanted me, wanted to be with me. I knew, withevery fiber of my being, he wanted the kind of relationship we had bothread about in those stories. I wanted to be the dominant partner in thatrelationship, wanted Alan to submit to me - wanted it so badly, I couldtaste it. There was a difference this time; within reason. I think I understood it,at last. It's about choice; real choice. I had mouthed the words toDeidre, and others, but it hadn't been true. They submitted, period, endof discussion ?. As they walked Fred slipped his hand under the bottom of Wendys shirt and caressed the bare skin of her back. In response she pressed her beautiful young body against his. Brad held me against him as we also walked toward the bedroom, but then he stopped and pulled me around so that we could kiss. As we kissed he squeezed my breast through my T-shirt. Youve no idea how long Ive wanted to do this. he told me. How come youre not wearing a bra? I never wear a bra around the house, or when you two.