I move to kiss him, but he stops me then as well. His right left is now clapped around my throat and his right caressing my cunt. He is in complete co...trol. I can’t move. I can’t speak. All I can do is feel myself getting closer and closer to climax with each stroke of my clit and every whisper of my name against my lips. ‘Helena. Helena. Helena.’ I love the way he says my name. His voice is enough to send me over the edge and I come all over his fingers. I want to kiss him, touch him, taste. I was just leaving … I said, getting up …walking towards Dave and his partner. Dave …sorry to interrupt …introducing myself to his date …I need to go …thank you so much for the party. I left …pausing at the door …looking back …Alexis still sitting …staring at her hands …Frank still with her. If she wants to fuck Frank …let her fuck him …and if she wants to fuck my Mike …let her fuck him too …obviously she can get anybody in bed with the snap of her perfect little fingers. I was surprised by my. Sandy had lovely dusty pink aureolas, with pert little nipples on his veryflat, very pale chest. The sight of them brought back his question beforethe trip into the closet with petticoats to recover composure and think ofan answer."Sweetheart? You want to come over hear and sit by Mommie? Bring yourpowder so I can dust you. And lets get something on you before you catchyour death." Okay." Sandy carefully laid the hand mirror on the dresser, picked up hisbox of dusting powder, and sashayed over. If the submissive is sincere, she will live her submission at every moment. It will bear with it the marks of its belonging and its condition. The leather collar with a ring to hang a leash seems the most appropriate in this matter. Visible to all, it can be sufficiently decorative while being relatively explicit and leave doubt. This will add to the confusion of the submissive and keep her in a state of slavery. He may ask his submissive, to his delight, to go out short dressed, and to wear a.