Wahan fir mujhe piche se wahi awaaz aayi is baar b wahi ladki ek black colour k one pice suit me mere saamne khadi thi. Hum dono ne ek saath ek dusre ...o smile di fir mera cousin uski friend apne baaki friends k saath busy ho gye usne apna naam btaya barkha or mera naam pucha, maine b apna naam bta diya.Fir baate krte krte usne btaya ki wo patiala ki rehne waali h or yahan se bcom final year paas kiya h next term me Delhi se M.com kregi ye sun k meri khushi ka thikana nhi rha. Anyways. No, she realized that if she had wanted to she could have ended it so many years ago, quite easily and quickly. It was that she lacked the courage to do it herself. More than that she lacked to courage to allow someone else to do it. She recalled the slimy man from the Easton side of the harbor that afternoon. The electronics specialist who had tried to negotiate sex to have her patch code transmitter repaired...to have the algorithmic anomaly bypassed so she could be Mike Vello again. It had. The hardened police detective kept a root beer dum-dum in her mouth occasionally pulling it out so I could see the stain on her tongue. Shamefully, I took advantage of her submissive attitude to pull down her still pristine diaper and spank her buttocks alternately with my heavy palm. She quickly turned a nice shade of red and I could see the tears start to form in the corners of her eyes but she refused to beg me to stop. After a long spanking, I graduated to spreading her ass cheeks and. It is a spectrum. Some people are very dominant. Some are very submissive. Most fall in the middle. Helen, for instance, appears to be a tad on the dominant side." Cheri and Karen smiled at that. "My mother is definitely submissive, but only part way down the spectrum. Girl is very far down the spectrum. She is so submissive that she would hurt herself to obey a command. I think that if you want to get more insight, you'd be better off talking to my mother, or perhaps another woman I could.