The feeling of being submissive to him was unsettling to me. Unlike my mother I did not like it. I decided that I would not continue to see him. Harr...ngton was to come over that night. I would end the relationship. As I sat reviewing the time that we had spent together, I had to admit that I had enjoyed most of it. In bed he was a powerful, forceful lover that left me totally satisfied every time we made love. His phallus was average in length but thick in circumference. His favorite position. “Is it that bad?” I asked when Sondra closed the door behind her.“It isn’t going to be pretty,” she said.“How bad?” I asked. I still had feeling in only in the tips of my thumb and forefinger.“I guess we’ll see,” Sondra said with a shrug. “I just don’t want you to have to shield your reactions. Liz has seen parts of what you’re about to see. I don’t want you to have to push your reaction down because you’re worried about her. OK?”I was pondering the answer while Sondra unhooked my sling and. He helped walk her over to the bed where she laid down. She was like an injured bird. She curled up on her side and seemed to be in a state of bliss, on the verge of falling asleep or passing out.Bill turned to me after getting Stacy settled."Dude, Stacy just can't get enough, I swear. I've been feeling bad for taking her like this, but she keeps texting me non-stop, begging for it. And look at her man, she's hot as fuck. Ain't no way any guy is going to turn that down."I stood there and. I looked at my watch and realised we had stillabout 3 hours of daylight left-so I told the girls we would go for a walk andthat they were to put on the sensible walking shoes I had ordered them to bring.Angela asked what clothes they should wear. I said "None of course!" They wereboth shocked at this and protested-but I reminded them that they had both agreedto be slaves for the week. With that, I selected a short whip and slipped alead on to each collar and went out for the walk. They were.