The title read BDSM Lifestyle. She grabbed the magazine along with a current edition of Cosmo, paid the cashier and headed home. Kelly was a housewife... 38 years old and kept herself in good shape. When she got home she was alone, this gave a chance to exam this magazine a little closer. She flipped through the pages and was surprised to find how her stomach tingled with butterflies and her pussy felt slightly moist as her eyes gazed upon picture after picture of men and women at each others. I used to know her as that stunning brunette girl in the tight mini skirt and the low neck line top that displayed her ample cleavage with her nipples poking through. Now I have been ordered to fuck her in public. Slave Velvet wraps her leg around me "They auctioned off my virginity." "Tell me more." Of course she will tell me more; women cannot stop talking about themselves. "After a few days, I was put on public display. My hands were tied over my head to a pole. Masters were able to look. He dipped his head to the curve of her neck and shoulder, with sharp little bites that had the first helpless sounds catching in her throat. She watched his hands travel up, saw them, felt them cup her breasts, squeeze, release, slide over the silk, his fingers sliding under it, tugging the material. She braced for him to rip. She shuddered as he simply let his hands glide over her again, and then down. She cried out in arousal as he pressed against her centre. He lifted his head and caught. I looked down as her fingers played over my lips, then looked up to find a shy smile. “Can I be your first?”I reached across her and pulled her head to mine and kissed her on the lips. “Are you bi, Mary?”She gave me another shy smile and softly answered, “I never thought so until now.”It seemed like only moments and I felt a tug on my arm. Mary with a soft smile on her face. I smiled, knowing her intent. She was acting on her request, acting before any of the guys could. She led me the.