Finally, he released the belt, just a enough to let her suck in air, coughing and wheezing, she caught her breath and said, “You win, baby. I’m yo...r slave. You own me.”He tightened the belt again, cutting off her air and bending her back. His fingers probed her buttocks until he found the pucker of her ass and he worked two fingers inside her as he tugged back hard on the belt.“Say you’re my worthless, piece of shit whore and nothing you think matters because you’re just three holes and a pair. At which my Mom laughed and said she thought she might really like this as women make more sensitive movies but that we might get bored since as men, we didn't or couldn't really appreciate the emotional aspects of women.Tim chuckled, and said "You might be right Auntie, but we might be more sensitive and understanding than you think. I think we will all find this an interesting movie."As the movie began it started slowly and when a man appeared out of a television screen and began to strip,. “Really, you mean it”. Wes was so happy to hear her plan.“Sure, she said, shrugging her shoulders “Why not”. She called Wes closer. He got up from where he was laying and sat next to her on the bed, looking cute, shy and hopeful. Having him sit near her triggered something in her and she was suddenly very aware of her clitoris. She asked Wes to take off his jeans and leaned over as he unbuttoned his fly. Raising his butt off the bed, she helped to tug his pants off and now he was only wearing a. ”I wanted release, so bad, but he didn’t let me. I wasn’t allowed to. But still I had to continue. He was standing now, next to the bed, sometimes leaning over to pull a clothespin here and there, and watch me squirm. He had this twinkle in his eye. I knew what was coming. I wanted it to come.“You are such a painslut, you whore. You like it when you are getting hurt, don’t you? Mm? You like when I make you hurt. I can see it in your eyes.”I moaned. I needed it, I needed relief. But all I could.