She loved sex and thought about it all the time. A handsome guy sat down across from her at her table. She smiled at him and said "Hello". He told her..."You looked like you was deep in thought having naughty daydreams." She laughed and told him he may be right. They talked for a while and he let her know she was beautiful and turning him on. She knew her curvy body attracted many men. Her tight shirt showed off her curves today. As they talked she found out he was married and his wife hated sex. I think I win, though ;)."Charlie felt conflicting emotions. What the hell did the "haha" mean?! He sent back, "We'll have to find out in person sometime." Oh, we will." The other man demonstrated a natural ability to be slightly more in control, Charlie had come to realize over time. Little comments like that were not uncommon. Charlie was not naturally submissive, but he could not deny the excitement that came with the thought of someone seizing control.But he liked to tempt his friend. Sameera swallowed every drop and came back up for air. She wiped her mouth and tasted the cum that was on her fingers and looked lustfully into my eyes.I was out of breath, so we slowed down to catch our breath. I grabbed her and held her close. Her body was wet and so was mine and we stood stuck together for the next few minutes breathing hard. We began to kiss again, and the energy came raging back. She grabbed my neck and pulled my face closer to hers as we kissed…hard. She was breathing on. What poor sissies in training must endure!***** Friday looked to be better, or at least Prissy hoped so. Even a visit toNurse Ratched looked good next to her past few days. Maybe they wouldmilk her clitty again, she prayed. "A-n-y-t-h-i-n-g for r-e-l-i-e-f" thedesperate demoiselle thought.However, then again it was punishment day and there was that peskylittle thing about her P-Book... "Anyway, a new day and perhaps a newdress," she thought.That is was. On both counts. Madame d'Horscourt was.