But you like to hear me cry in pain, you love to watch the tears roll down my face, you also know i will not ask you to stop, we don't have a safe wor..., my choice, so you know i won't say anything.It is not long before the marks appear, the purple markings, the red where they are bleeding under the skin, the little red dots, you whip my tits and whip them. I start to cry, and i look at you pleadingly to stop,but you won't you are not quite satisfied that you have whipped me and marked me. ?Gilder, you need therapy, dearest.?And so this has meant I must keep myself chaste and it’s scary because I have no self-discipline whatsoever.In the early days, when I was using a CB-3000 chastity belt, I would put the key in a large block of ice, a big one, and then force myself to sit next to the big ice block, stark naked in the garage, and wait for it to melt.This could effectively keep me from jerking off too often, but then I decided to have my penis pierced, which was painful, but. Her tits again but with a set of hands, man hands wearing a wedding ring cupping both. Again no text. I was in awe, we have talked about her having a fling but nothing more than talk. I sat in the dark and flipped between the two pictures. I couldn't believe on how turned on I was. My phoned buzzed again, another picture. Not of her tits this time but her perfectly manicured hands wrapped around a huge cock. At this point I know it's not an old archive picture and she's just playing with me.. He staggered over to me and I could smell the wine on his breath as he whispered, “You first.” into my ear. I pushed myself off the wall and wandered unsteadily into the centre of the ring. “Who will face this demon?!” Ayanami announced proudly and yet wryly to the gathering crowd.A man stepped into the arena, he was slender and his golden hair was drawn back in a warrior’s tail. He wore the colours of Aregar- cream and blue on his carefully cut garments. He drew an incredibly thin blade and.