My rifle was a simple hunting long gun with an open sight and limited accuracy at distances over one hundred meters. Still, it was better than most of...the weapons in the group that were mostly passed down by older generations primarily for hunting and defending against savages with an itch to push the settlers back across the ocean to their own native land.The handguns were mostly dueling pistols that were functional but seldom used simply because the expense of ammunition and powder was. “Thank you sir” they both said in unison and sipped their drinks while I stood in front of them. Brian looked up sheepishly, “Is it ok sir to say you have a nice cock” he said softly as they now both stared at my fully erect boner which was somewhat larger than their own, I smiled down at them, “Sure it is, we all like compliments” I replied and I could see Brian’s was growing a bit, Simon giggled, “Is it ok if we um.. touch it sir” he asked, “We promise we won’t tell anyone sir” Brian added. Mene roshni ko isra kiya vo samaj gai mera isara jab rat ko sab log sogaye tab ham dono uthkar bich par chale gaye jese bich par gaye mene apni baho me roshni ko leliye usne pahele virodh kiya bad me mere muh me kiss karne lagy jese janam2 ki pyasi ho mene b kiss karta ha bataya samir muje ek sal hogay mere hubby ne nhi choda he jabse mene cam par tumara lund dekhahe me masterbit karti rehti thi aao Aaj muje itna chodo ki meri chut ka bhosda bana dena ahhhh yeh sun kar mera lund uchalne laga. This seemed a forbidden thing, something darkly romantic, if you can imagine it, and that vague impression only fed my confusion. I didn't understand what I was feeling. If someone had asked me before that evening what I thought about being a BDSM submissive, I'd have said no way. I'd never do it. But at that moment I felt the butterflies in my tummy and not because I wanted them to stop.Finally a chain was lowered from the ceiling and it too connected to the ring at the back of my collar. It.