Coral was almost ready. She felt she'd managed a sophisticated look with a dark grey, off-the-shoulder top and darker grey leggings. Effie was still w...ndering around the suite in bra and pants, trying to decide on what she'd wear.Rummaging in the closet, she called out to Coral. "What do you think? I mean it's sort of formal but I don't want to look like my mother. Oh, I'm not sure..." As Effie pushed the clothes back and forth on the closet's rail she was inches from the leather encased slave. Most of my classmates must have masturbated thinking about her, even me before I got the chance to sleep with her.Let me tell you a brief about the background story. Our college was having the college elections and this hot sexy college girl Heena was standing for the post of college Ladies’ Representative (LR) and wanted to desperately win the election. I was contesting for our Class Representative (CR) position.Heena: Hi Aadi. Will you win the CR election?Me: Definitely, Heena. What about. She agreed in principal and then discussed it with hubby, who after some difficult discussion decided it would be the ultimate and if she was agreeable to go with the scenario it would have the same outcome as just waiting her end in some hospice.” “She arranged with the money folk that a place for her at a sanatorium would be paid for and a funeral, doctor`s death certificate etc arranged even if she was long gone not wanting to alert the authorities.” “She then came to me and requested. " Brian played with his coffee. "If you want to order me to do stuff, you can. And I'll obey you. I'd love that. If you want me to submit to blows from your whip, the only issue will be noise." So... " Saved by the food. Here it is."They munched in silence."So," Simone said, casually lifting her fork, "Do I always have to tell you what to do?"Brian swallowed. "No. I read in this magazine about guys who call themselves 'lifestyle submissives'." Brian swallowed again. "And these women who call.