Thought you would be willing, eager even."Of course it is. You are free to leave her at any time as you know..."You cut him off, seeing the anguish on...his face you suddenly want nothing more than to please him and make him proud. "I choose fire. You can choose where I bear it Master."DM looks unconvinced of your sincerity, the heat seems to be draining from the branding iron as his passion diminishes."Please, I want this." You say quietly, a slighlty pleading note in your voice causing the DM. Yes! I fucked him. I fucked him every night that week and a few times during the day too! He was a great fuck; better than Jack.”“Better than me?” I said humbly. I have always had an inferiority complex about my looks and sexual attractiveness. I felt very inferior.Pam showed sensitivity to me and did not answer my question directly. “Roger was essentially on the staff at Club Med to cater to needy women. I suspect that every week he would hook up with one or more. He had a nice comfortable. As the tropical wind blew the gentle scent of lavender shampoo to meet my nose, I opened my eyes. With foreheads touching she opened her eyes and met mine. A playful smile crossed my face before our lips met again. She smiled back as she pulled herself closer against me, her arms sliding across my shoulders. My eyes closed as my head titled up, taking in the feeling of soft fingertips leading scratching nails down my back with hardened nipples pressing into my chest. Playful smiles met again as. They told us not to worry, and that there were plenty of people selling weed around the camping area. Kate's eyes lit up and I knew what she wanted to do. I went to retrieve my wallet but couldn't find it. I asked Kate, who said she hadn't seen it. I was really pissed but didn't want it to ruin the weekend, so with Kate's last $20 and our fingers crossed, we set off to find a little weed to twist up for the music later on. After a few tries, it didn't look promising. Every jerk there was.