I went for a run after work so it should be nice and ripe for you. Are you going to get it all nice and clean for me? Go ahead, stick your tongue in...there, get it and wet. Yeah, tongue fuck my butthole. Rim me. Ram it in deep. Does that taste good? You like it? Suck all my hot, nasty assjuice from my tight, dirty ass. Ohhh, deeper, that’s it. It feels so nasty when you lick it like that, spread my ass and really get in there. Suck it hard. Spit in it. Spit in my dirty fucking hole.. I propose which form of BDSM activity I think fits with each stage of the rite of passage. However, it is not my intention that these rituals should be inflexible, quite the contrary. They present a menu of rituals from which a dominant and his/her submissive partner can select to meet their own needs and development. I suggest that in their most enhanced state they can bring about a spiritual and transformative experience for both dominant and submissiveI have broken the rituals down into. In fact it was still lying on the living room floor. Strange that he never thought of whom it once belonged, thinking it was hers all this time. ‘Yes it was me. Do you remember the night your mother came to seduce and perhaps change you? You began to cry making her emotional. The next day she told me she was giving you to me, to do what I wanted. She told me if love was not in our future I should change you by force. I could’ve before now but wanted to give you time to learn our ways, hoping. Well, I’m not the victim of your abuse. That’s your ex-wife’s call there. I’ll let her decide that entirely on her own. Whatever she opts to do, but for now, you remain here, an impotent slave, doing my bidding, hers, and that of all others,” I asserted through telepathy while drinking my coffee with gusto.“I favor a path to redemption, but not an easy one. My ex will have to work his way back into my good graces, one trial at a time. He must serve us ... for a year and a day. After that year.