”“Okay,” I said, “I'm curious about it too.”I set up the program and put the headset on her.“That event was several minutes long,” I tol... her, “I'm only going to give you a second or so to start.”“Okay.”I clicked the button. Jennifer went limp in the chair, making a little satisfied 'hmm' deep in her throat. It was over almost before it began. She sat up, blinking, looking a little confused.“That was . . . nice” she said in dreamy voice, “Can we do it more?”“Do you know what it was?” I asked.“I. But they had led her from the maze, taken her to areas where a woman on a leash was a rarity, and even though they had given her scraps of clothing to wear, she felt the stares of the passersby, the strangers who saw her humiliation and degradation, she had felt those stares burn into her hotter than any flame. ?Four!?: the whoosh, the smack, silence.She had no idea where they took her, but they had stripped her and tied her, spread eagled and supine across a table, her nudity again on display. It was not like the feeling of gaining what he felt was a normal erection. This was a more sensual rising. It felt more natural. It was true sexual yearning at its best and he was experiencing it for the first time.Slowly, Amelia felt her son’s hand begin to massage her small mound. Her nipple’s firmness flicked against the palm of his hand as he slowly circled over her small perkiness. As Scotty squeezed gently with his fingers, a moan escaped her mouth. It was a long sensual escaping tone. Weirder is the scent ... first it was horrible, but before I fully disregarded it, it became tolerable and as time trickle ... pleasant’. He raised his vigilance, aware that his fondness of smells could not turn perverse unless something external was the cause. ‘Formation?’ He did not reject the idea, despite being unable to detect anything of the sort.‘Ground’. After descending for less than a minute he found his footing, but in the process he lost his sense of orientation and so could not.