He paused a moment to try to unnoticeably stare inon some of them but was interrupted by a voice behind him. "Excuse me honey. Can you help me zip...up?" A young girl of about 21 years old said as she turned around. "It's pretty full inhere today isn't it? It's must be from the big sale today. I tellyou, you can share this stall with me if you want. I won't bite.[giggle]" The barefoot, half dressed, girl said. "Who? ME? But I'm not..." Mike could hardly speak beforethe woman pulled her. Her nipples hardened and her pussy leaked more juice."Get up on your knees, pet, and give me a kiss hello," Eve purred down to her pet. She put her hand in Sophie's brown curly hair and pulled softly upwards. Sophie's hair was soft to touch and made Eve smile to finally be feeling her beloved pet.Sophie rubbed her forehead with a cocky grin that Eve knew all to well. She stayed on her knees and looked in Eve's brown eyes. Sophie's green eyes melted Eve and she bent down and met Sophie's soft. Kennedy behaving in a Master/Hunter/Degrader sort of way was the sort of thing I found confusing. How I could be turned on by Kennedy being so uncaring, and humiliating me. Now, we could incorporate these elements into our sex lives in a mindful manner, we'd understand what it was we were doing. Or at least, that was my reasoning, Kennedy just liked the ideas the test gave her. She really liked that I would let her do that to me, and I’d enjoy it. (I’m still not sure enjoy is the right word. " and she resumed the upward strokes.I started to count them because I was curious and also because I thought that maybe some mental activity would help curb my moaning tendencies!Somewhere around fifty strokes, she stopped and said, "Well done baby! I'm surprised I didn't have to use the box on you yet! Let's try a different stroke, shall we?" At this, she reversed what she had been doing and now every stroke was a downward one.What I had, of course, not let on was that I was indeed beginning.