Master requires me to sleep in bondageevery night, since I usually tie myself up, I am able to get free in themorning. It's a five-point tie, where my...ankles and sissy balls are tiedtightly to the footboard of my bed. By pulling the balls tight to the endof the base, I have to struggle to reach the loop of rope at theheadboard.I don't give up and although it hurts to stretch my arms to the pointwhere the carabineers hooked to my wrist cuffs will reach the headboardrope, I have always been able. All three teachers could not believe just how much the caning hurt. As they watched so many girls being caned they wondered how come some girls made so much fuss, even crying after two or three strokes, and then wondered about the girls who never cried at all and seemed to take the caning in their stride. Well, they weren’t for sure, and would sympathise now much more when they would undoubtedly watch girls being caned in future. Mind you, they also wondered whether the girls who didn’t react. We moved one with the intros and at the end of the session, she walked to me and introduced herself again and asked for my card. I gladly gave her. She took it in her hand, extended her hand for handshake and when I took it, she held it firmly and smoothly ran her thumb finger on the back of palm. It was nice and surprising.I got some message here, but chose to ignore it. She smiled and went away. That night I got a good night message from an unknown number. I simply replied back and put my. She yelped, laughing as she felt his tongue swirling around, cleaning the sugary, sticky mess off her sensitive nipple."Yep! That's what it needed!" exclaimed Frank, then he headed for her other breast."Wait!" Tanya yelped. "You didn't put anything on it! Ow! Oh! Ohhh ... Never mind..."She tilted her head back and arched her back, shoving her breast further into Frank's mouth. "Oh, yeah! Bite me, baby! Ow! Yes! Like that ... Oh, yes..."Tanya felt Frank's hand moving down her belly as he sucked.