"Now as I was about to say, Tina, D/s is so much more than just rope and paddles. What most people see as abuse is really just the opposite. Sure ther... are some out there who use BDSM as an excuse to beat the shit out of their partner. And some partners who enjoy getting the beating. But that's not me."As jewel can attest, I would much rather show her pleasure than pain. For me, D/s is a tender, loving relationship, maybe even more so than a vanilla marriage. It is filled with romance, manners,. Looking down I saw that aunty was lying on the lower birth and was giving us a glance. When I saw her she closed her eyes. She asked - Are you not feeling sleepy? I said - No, as such I sleep late. By one or two in the night. Its only 11 now. She said - OK. I am also not sleepy. Cause I had a nap in the afternoon. I said - In that way if you want we can talk but without disturbing others. She said OK.Our conversation starts and it included family details, studies, hobby, interests, friends,. So after a long, incredibly frustrating period of kissing and feeling, up against a wall with my middle finger inside her and my tongue racing around her mouth like a child in a playground, it was time for some adult action.She made me wait a minute before opening the door and when I was permitted to enter she led me into the sitting room and asked if I wanted to watch TV. I sat right next to her on the settee, took her into my excited arms and kissed her. She broke free.“Blooming hell!” she. I don't have a boyfriend, so you don't have to listen to me complain about how tired I am of 'him' since 'he' doesn't exist."I just needed to be near someone I could trust. Someone I could confide in. Someone like you." Hey, that's what I'm here for. Your personal Sir Lancelot at your service, milady. Always happy to be here for you. But you know that. We've been friends for," he paused for a moment then continued, "two years, eight months, and about three weeks." What the hell? You actually.