Both of us were so aroused that we were literally running to my room eager to continue what we started.As we got into my room we immediately started t... strip down, then we fell on a bed both completely nude and continued our make out session. It was so awesome to feel her naked body rubbing against mine. I liked everything, her body, her smell. I felt I just couldn’t get enough of it; I wanted to kiss and leak her from head to toes. And I did. I was exploring her whole body as she was laying on. I did initiate a conversation with her, kind of. It was basic and elemental, mostly images and ideas. The blackness of her terrors was constantly roiling beneath the calm surface and I could sense the delicate and intricate balance she maintained. Again, I marveled at the raw strength in this woman.I must have let a bit more of that wonder slip through to her than I intended, as suddenly I felt a light begin to shine in her. It was as if she was responding to that pure adoration. I focused on. "She's going to end up with a pussy for amistress."*I read the stories. M.J. was right. The dommes in these stories wereheartless. They didn't have much regard for their spouses, and whateverthey did have disappeared quickly. They stole, they cheated, theypunished. They beat their sissies.Were there women really like this? I'm sure some were; meanness is apart of the human condition. But couldn't you be a strong mistresswithout being weak of moral character? I thought of the evil charactersof. After a while he could tell that she was very content and so was he, but they definitely were not done. He pulled her up from the floor to her feet. He unbuttoned her blouse and striped it away, teasing her tits until her body responded. He licked and nibbled and caressed and flicked her into oblivion. She didn’t even realize that he had pulled her pants down to expose her beautifully hot and extremely moist pussy. He moved her so that her back was against the wall and spread her legs with his.