When the machine picked up, I said furiously, ‘I can’t write anymore! Are you happy now? You’ve stolen my lifebl**d, my career, my life!’ Over...ramatic? You bet your ass! Then I hung up. If she was so intent on torturing me, then I would give her a taste of her own medicine. I would call her so many times until she would pick up just so she wouldn’t have to hear my recorded voice anymore. From that moment on, I called her every few minutes, leaving weird messages after every single beep. She. I am a gentle Dom, I know the smacks on her ass stung, I also know there will be no bruises or marks left, just the heightened awareness of flesh on flesh.I leaned over to speak softly in her ear, putting the weight of my torso down on her back; forcing her to support us both as I whispered:"You are my private slut, I can touch you wherever I want when ever I want, when we're alone or in public. You are my slut, my fucking slut"My second fetish now came into play."I want to take you out and. I felt very confident and told them all to watch as I took my clothes off. I am a fairly large lady and have chunky thighs, 44 double D tits and a chubby bottom. Apparently, the lads who had been chosen all like larger women. The two lads who had been assigned to suck my titties were straight onto them both holding a tit each in two hands and licking and sucking and rolling their tongues round the nipples and then drawing the nipple out. They were making obsene sucking noises, it was amazingly. I wanted him to experience a little of the variety that he had willingly given up for me.I was happy for Nichole too. And proud. She was moving past her autonomous hatred of all men by opening herself up to Noah… not only her body but her mind and heart as well. She’d still need years of therapy to deal with her trauma, but this was an important moment for her. I thought at least she’ll have one happy memory to hold on to and recall whenever her nightmares descended upon her.As they began to.