There is a very fine line between pain and pleasure, I had always understood that, but Cindy loved to cross that line every time we got together and m... experiments with her had awakened a deep desire in myself and after several months of work, my desires could be acted upon. It was unfortunate that Cindy had to move cross-country, she would have enjoyed all of my efforts, but now, I would just have to find someone else to try them out on. I began making nightly trips to the bars and hangouts. Darcy He can see that I’m spent. My body is still tingling and I have no strength left after that vigorous fuck. “Holy cow, that thing. Wow!” I draw in a breath “And you and that vibrator. Fuck! Were you trying to torture me?” He just gives me this look as if he’s thinking about the question in a teasing kinda way. “Well, you are a test subject,” and gives me a wink. Dane moves the machine out of the way. He moves towards me and starts undoing the restraints on my ankles, kissing each ankle as. Mid-way through the dinner, I looked down under the table and noticed her boots. I think some women call them the “come fuck me” boots. Very sexy. Did I dare? I hesitated, but not for long. I reached down and grabbed one of her feet, by the boot, and stretched it up toward me.“What are you doing?” she asked.“Trust me...let me just have your foot for a second.”“What for?”“I want to see something...I remembered what you told me that August afternoon...about foot massages...”“Oh...yeah...but –““No. Would you mind helping out?’ ‘OK!’ Anne nodded. Julie took Anne through into the bar where she was stopped in her tracks at the sight of six men in dog collars, dressed in black suits, sipping coffee. They wore identical, white half-masks and black hats, each carrying a rolled umbrella. Leaving Anne looking rather aghast, Julie took George by the arm – she recognised him by the colour of his shoes – and beckoned him to follow her into the lounge. Anne remained standing still as the chatter.