."Yeah, you were high as a kite, too, right?" "Yeah, but I..." "Honey if you get enough powder up your nose? I've been there Syl, I did the same stuff... I didn't hurt anybody, I didn't tell anybody I loved them and it was a fat fucking lie...spit it the fuck out, honey, what are you trying to tell me?" ''I like pee, Ida." "And?" I like to get peed on sometimes. I Like some people to make me do stuff. I don't know why, but I know that's how I am. I like to have my hands tied and to have some. ‘This is way out of character for you.’ ‘Would you care to step into the laundry room with me for a few minutes so that we might discuss the situation?’ grinned Steve. ‘It looks like your buttons are ready to pop anyway. They were never intended to hold back so much feminine charm.’ Diane’s mouth was still hanging open as she stared at the door Stephanie had just closed. Then she swung around to face Steve. ‘You’d better not be doing anything with Stephanie, or I’ll …’ ‘Steph was just busting. He looked at me kind of puzzeled. I told him it was ok i dont mind him having some fun with my wife. He said I didnt know you guys were into this. I told we never did anything like this before,( a total lie) but have always fantasized about it. We all walked into the living room with my wife guiding him in there by his cock. Once in there he sat on the couch and my wife knelt in between his legs and started to lick his cock and balls. I went into the bedroom to get some rubbers. When I. The first to be put in place was a collar with two wristcuffs, attached by spreader bars, holding her hands away from her face. The next was a wide spreader bar, with two ankle cuffs, fastened to keep her legs apart and finally the black slave gave each of the others a riding crop, keeping one for himself, and with a look of cruel enjoyment, struck her a heavy blow to the inside of her thigh. A muffled groan came from the Mistress, as she recovered consciousness.“What the fuck do you think.