‘Your will is not important. Your choice is not important. Only pleasure is important.’ ‘…pleasure…’ Paul repeated back dully. The shirt c...me away from his chest and Lisa ran her hands down it, slowly, teasingly. ‘Feel my hands on you, Paul, feel the pleasure. You want to feel the pleasure, don’t you? The pleasure is good, and comes from obeying. Obey for pleasure, Paul, drop deep and feel only pleasure and obedience…’ ‘…obey…’ ‘You will is gone.’ ‘…will…gone…’ ‘Your eyes close.’ ‘…eyes…close…’. Then she got an idea. She reached her leg out and pressed the foot into Rachel’s face. ‘Lick it.’ Kitty Girl started to lick the foot coyishly. Laura meanwhile stepped into the puddle with her other foot and made her slave lick that too. It was nice, but after a few times, this got boring. ‘Now roll around in it’ – she ordered and Rachel obediently followed the command. ‘Your hair too. I want your whole body to reek of pee. Your own pee.’ The more she said it, the more she liked the ring of. I mean, I've slept better the last couple of nights than for ... I don't know ... weeks? Years?" Kind of tempting, though, to ravish you thoroughly." He smiled.She wore a very serious expression. "You can, if you like. I won't refuse you, ever. I'll even enjoy it. But it was being with you, with or without the sex, that was important. I think it always will be." I know." There was a long hiatus in the conversation during which their hands wandered. "We'll need to set off back to Maldon either. That room was used by me to keep all my clothes, both dirty and ironed ones. I have them all over the bed.She said it looks like a hostel room and looked at me and smiled. She was standing very close to me. I don’t know what happened to me, I put one hand of mine on her waist and bought her close. She responded to me as if knowing that would be my next move.I put my hand on her stomach and felt the smoothness of her skin. She could not bear it and immediately pulled my head down.Next thing I.