Yeah, I used the word "play". Our relationship is based on a consensual power exchange. We won't be engage in anything that involves somebody being fo...ced. I submit because I really like it. I do have a safe word but have never used it. In truth our play doesn't usually get real rough. The turn-on is in the exchange of power. It's a form of foreplay that is very intoxicating. So far I have never been ordered to do something that I wouldn't do. At times, it's a challenge but I really do get off. But you gently, said “don’t worry, I won’t hurt you” and started to run your hand down my legs and what turned out to be sheer stockings with garters. Your delicate touch, eased me and then excited me and send shivers down my body. You kept touching my legs and silky sheer stockings, finally touching my black g-string panties. Making your way to my pussy, already feeling moist, massaging it through the g-string. My legs shook, and turned inwards in arousal. I’m sorry you said, and took. I absolutely hated the stench, but it brought back so many fond memories. Mom always insisted on making corned beef and cabbage today, despite the fact that no one in the house really liked it. ‘There you are! How about having a beer with your old man on St. Patty’s day?’ my father grinned as he came down the steps two at a time. He glanced around before adding in a lower voice, ‘Maybe it will help us stomach dinner.’ My smile grew. He looked good. Pop had taken well to getting in shape at my. " Susie then climbed into the ambulance with me and we were off to the ER. On the trip there Susie got on her cell and called Tracy and filled her in on what was going on. When we arrived at the ER Tracy and Kim were already there with tears in their eyes. They rushed over to the stretcher and held my hands as the paramedics rolled me into the ER. The three girls were diverted to the waiting area as I was taken inside.I had a cluster of nurses and a doctor working on me doing triage. I found.