I'm kind of partial to being the submissive, know what I mean?Playing French Maid, or harem slave, or trained pet... I don't knowwhy, but a bit of hum...liation always turns me on. Guess it has to, ifsome of my clients are 300-pounds and arrogant -- a person has to finda way to cope, I guess. But as it is, a little pinching and gropinggoes a long way -- and the sting of a riding crop on my ass isdelicious, too. Whether my wrists are pinned to the bed while mylover climbs on top of me, or I'm on. I finally decided it was time to go and check on the Turtle soldier and to see what had happened to the two dogs. I had Helena go and fetch a couple of flashlights. I told everyone else to stay put and to cover us. Vicky wanted to come with me, but I told her no. I wanted her on the big rifle and that was that. Taking a flashlight from Helena, I led the way over to the fallen soldier. We found him lying spread eagle on his back about four hundred yards away from our vehicles. Panning the. After dinner she said they could try their luck at the various games of chance. Pat agreed to her suggestion and said he would pick her up at six.Saturday couldn’t come fast enough as far as Pat was concerned but it finally did. He was probably more nervous this time when he pressed her doorbell button than he was the first time that he did it. That was because he was anticipating the extracurricular activity that would be occurring when they returned back to her condo. Maybe he was assuming. "He smiled, again obviously not able to hear most of what she said. "You would make a beautiful bride." Charlayne felt two or three beats behind everything, numb and slow from the drinking, as her dance partner ran the back of his hand along her chin. It seemed like such a long time ago that the epilady electric torture implement had pulled out each of her facial hairs one by one, leaving the chin smooth. Charlayne sighed and leaned into the hand. With her eyes closed, it felt good on her face..