Did you order it?”“No, I mean, Yes. I, ah, I have been doing some pole dancing for exercise,” she explained to him. “I won it in a class compe...ition,” she went on, trying to explain why she had bought one.“Here, I will carry it into the house for you.” He was giving her a strange look as he carried it in.“Wait,” she grabbed the packaging strip, hoping it would give her a clue to who had bought it and some proof of who ‘they’ were. It should not have surprised her to see her name and credit card. When they finally arose and dressed for the day, he admired the chain about her waist. Helena asked, at last, what the Dancer's name was."Nandi. You should feel honored; she rarely gives such a gift."Helena looked down, "I wanted to give her something but I have nothing so fine..." He kissed her then and striped off her shift. "Sire! What..." she was mortified when he stuffed it into his pack, "Sire, no! 'Tis old and worn. Unclean. 'Tis hardly a fit gift for one so fine as she!" Give me another. With his free hand, the Major took hold of the hem of my skirt and pulled it all the way up to my hips, revealing my bum in its naked glory, not to mention a birds eye view of his fingering of my cunt.I groaned again, his humiliating remark of not letting me cum until he disciplined me.There was a strange yet wondrous feeling about sex, debasement, domineering and submission, I was submitting to this mans sexual fantasies, but deriving sexual pleasure from it.It sounded louder than the pain I. Gina was moving her hips towards Becky as she tongued her swollen lips. Gina was moaning louder now and reached to play with her own breasts while enjoying Becky’s tongue. Becky licked those lips up and down many times before burying her tongue deep inside Gina’s womanhood. Gina let out a small scream as Becky closed her mouth around her clit. I could hear the sucking noises as Becky sucked her. Gina was thoroughly enjoying having her clit sucked. She raised her knees to her chest giving Becky.