I want them to have what small chance there is for safety and security that can be found in this situation. I need for you to believe it too. I am ask...ng for you to believe as I do and act on the basis of that belief.”“But how does this ‘drama’ you have outlined here fit your need? What are you teaching Heather?”Heather turned again to face Carl. “I am not teaching Heather anything but a realistic experience in slave service. I am not teaching anything. I am trying to prove something.”“To. She was pleased that he didn't stuff his prick back into his pants, but sat there with his cock hanging out, throbbing beautifully, watching her strip her panties away.Sandy turned on the couch, bringing her skirt up past her waist. She knelt on her knees with her upper body across the cushions, her naked ass waggling invitingly."Come on, darling," she murmured throatily. "Let's fuck! Come on and fuck me right there, right now!"Rob stared at his wife's naked ass waving in the air. He glanced. Interviewer: So, why do you think you did that? What caused you to want to do that?Me: Caused it? I don't think anything caused it. It just seemed I was...different. I was wired to enjoy it, or something.Interviewer: That can't be right. Humans avoid pain, it is part of who we are.Me: I don't. Oh, I avoid things that would actually cause damage, or scar, or things like that. I don't disfigure myself, or self harm or anything. I just...enjoy pain and humiliation.Me: Anyways, we should get back. As I slowly applied them to her nipples, she really started to gasp & squirm. I told her to take deep breaths and she eventually got passed it. Her red-brown nipples turned pale with the pressure. I then had to see, if even under this duress, she could cum, and knelt down in front of her, making long slow strokes with my tongue from her vaginal opening to her clit. My chin was dripping with her secretions in seconds, and within minutes, she was literally convulsing in orgasm. I was quite.