‘This little beauty is a leash. Once I put it on, it’s not coming off. I’m sure you could find a spell that would get it off, the problem is tha... if you were to do that, well all the spells in here would go off at once, vaporizing you. I can also set them off with a word or two, certainly less than the twenty five I can say in a sending spell, which will find you, wherever you run.’ He paused to let that sink in. ‘So are you my pet, creature, or are you just another corpse?’ Pale eyes lowered.. " The girls laugh.Since entering into this lifestyle, I've noticed a number of reversals in myself. Sex used to be fun and emotionally fulfilling, but was something of an obligation I was called on to fulfill in a relationship. Now, sex is my passion and empowers me in all my relationships to the point that I set the boundaries without apology. I am no longer a pacified 'lady' but an impassioned woman.I used to think that sex with a stranger and a Black man was unthinkable. Now I crave it as it. She has juicy lips as well as quite a pair of milk-white boobs and round ass which my girlfriend has inherited. It was Saturday afternoon. My girlfriend had already introduced me to her parents. She wanted me to join in a dinner with them as her dad was here. She wanted me to be more cool with them.I went to their home with flowers. As soon as I rang the bell, my sweet babe Anjana opened the door. She was a sexy figure in that black saree of hers with hot scoop neck black blouse. Black always. I hated myself but I enjoyed the feeling. As to sex later that evening, well he wasn’t able or willing, I don’t know, and I know Lena doesn’t know either, but I think he was unwilling. We needed to cool down, to take stock, and a good night’s sleep without sex was just right. I woke on that Monday feeling so much better, as if a weight had been lifted. I realised that what he said was right, you didn’t need pain to love someone. What you needed was care and affection, oh and desire of course,.