“no, honey”, she continued, “I’m not going to hurt you….MUCH!” and grabbed my nipples and jerked them so hard that I lost my footing and s...aggered with all of my weight supported by my wrists. She pulled them so hard she swung me forwards so that my wheit was on my wrists and nipples!“Stupid Bitch!” she said and slapped my tits 3 or 4 times and stopped, leaving me hanging there quivering with pain.Mistress becky, who had been watching with great interest stepped forward and put the clamps back. Catherine picked out a sexy lacy bra and a matching thong that showed off her bodacious body to its maximum. She looked in the full-length mirror in her bedroom before she pulled on a short skirt and a cropped top that showed off her midriff and her sexy little navel jewelry. Catherine felt her pussy growing very wet in her thong even before she left the house to find herself some hard male meat and she was so hot to fuck that she could hardly wait to find the lucky guy who'd fuck her.Just. That’s why I didn’t jump for joy when Vicky suggested I up sticks and move to London – apart from the fact I don’t much like London: It’s too big, too impersonal. So there you are. That’s where my mind is at now.”Sam sat silently for a moment or two.“I understand,” she said at length with some resignation. “That’s a formidable set of arguments for staying put here. It’s important to feel at home where you live. The only thing I’d say is that there are lots of ‘villages’ round London, just like. I am the centre of his cloistered life.Every night he decorates himself for me alone.In me, a pock faced middle-aged man becomes a young girl.Day after day, night after night, I bring peace to the troubled.***"An Argument Between Body and Soul" -->Based on "A Dialogue between the Soul and Body" by Andrew MarvellSOUL: Oh, who can from this bear releaseA flowered soul who knows no peace?This meaty hand, this bulging arm,This weedy face which knows no charm,This hairy foot, this eye that.