Now I need to chat to someone who knows my urges more intimately and then of course there the cam. This took it a stage further and sometimes I'd get...so carried away I'd even show my face. So where does all this lead... is it the same as just a fantasy in my head, or because I'm interacting with another real person, is it real? The problem is that it makes it easier to push the boundaries further. It also causes an addiction, where each time I need more and more.One guy I met online really. "For the first time in her life Vivian felt a total and complete lack of control. A man she did not know, a man who did not care about her, was deciding whether she should breathe or not. The force of Jake's grip on the young woman's throat was not enough to block her airways yet, but Vivian felt her head spin from the very thought that he could stop her breathing at any moment that he wanted too. Never has she been in anyone's power so completely, except in her deepest, darkest dreams, having. She squirmed in my lap, but didn't protest. Neither did the penis pressing into her backside.Encouraged, I traced my right hand slowly around front, towards her navel, and wiggled my fingertips into her firm abdomen. She giggled, and wriggled, again to my gonadal delight.Emboldened, I slid the other hand, open-palmed, up along her ribs — higher and higher — until it rested under her arm, almost in her armpit, at the exact latitude of her cute tits. I could feel the thickness of her bra strap,. “Ups-a-daisy!” he said as he dragged her to her feet, her face screwed up in pain and her heels skittered on the polished floor.She opened her mouth to scream but Ray was in no mood for shenanigans. He picked up his pistol off the desk and when Nadine opened her mouth to scream he jammed it in her mouth. Her teeth cracked on the steel barrel and the taste of gun oil stung her tongue.“You can either suck on this or me!” Ray snarled, forcing the barrel of the weapon further into her mouth.Nadine.