I then noticed that she wasn’t wearing any panties now, and that I could smell her excitement. I bent over to start licking at the visible dessert f...om her left pump. I reached around to hold the heel down on the counter. Marisa slowly popped her heel up, and then withdrew her foot, and I hungrily took as much of her foot into my mouth as I could, sucking the cheesecake and thrusting my tongue under and the in between her toes. I could hear the countertop glass display case next to me rattling. The Maker had brought Nathaniel to her, somehow – she’d just have to trust that he had some reason for it.She ducked out of the tent flap, her hips protesting the movement stiffly; looking around surreptitiously before stepping into the open, she felt foolish after the discussion they’d had. And then she stopped and turned back. They were running late, but there was one more thing she needed before she could start her day.She ducked back inside as Nathaniel buckled the last of his armour into. It was a little unusual cuz we normally talked until we fell asleep. I was staring at the ceiling in the silence and had to break it."So, we never talked about...you know. That time that you...I mean we..." She turned over and looked at me quickly. She looked really intense."About what?" She asked"When I woke up and you were, like you made me...you know! We just never talked about it."She turned towards me and got really close. "So, don't talk to me. Just kiss me." She leaned in for a hot,. My now ex husband tried but couldn't bring himself to beat me like I wanted. I like my breasts hurt and my pussy to hurt.So that brings me to one of my fantasies that I carried out on myself. I had read on some S&M sites about tit and cunt torture and was amazed at all the different variations that you could use to torture a female tit or cunt. I was really surprised that I came along a site that showed a woman sitting naked on a ant hill. She let those ants crawl all over her cunt as she.