Jason felt funny with it on, and just a little uncomfortable, though his chest didn't feel as heavy anymore. His hands reached over to the bed again, ...nd he put on the pair of jeans, surprised at how tight they seemed on him. He put a green t shirt on, and finally, he put on a pair of his moms sandals, finding that they had a slight heel in the back. He got up and walked away, finding that his body was still walking without any problems. He felt funny with the small heels on, but it didn't. Little after, Anirban heard their audible love-sounds, including the crunching-sounds of the bed-springs that echoed out from that bedroom, suggesting their wild coital swaggering, or copulation.Anirban entered the bedroom after another couple of minutes — and by then Kishku had filled her once, without condom. Anirban saw his clothless wife relaxing or laying supine, speechless, with her face resplendent with ecstasy and satisfaction. Kishku was still at her breasts.Delighted Anirban when. ..you don't have to come to Europewith me....' She scowled at me. 'I'll send you a copy of thepictures....as a souvenir!' This was make or break time. How would she react to my threats? Shestared at me for a second or two, a little time being needed for theimplications of what I'd just said, to sink in. Then her shoulders droppeda fraction, signalling acceptance of defeat and her head dropped to thewaiters fleshy monster. I'd won! She given in! ose and her across herlips. With. It just seemed ‘right’ when I read about it. Well, not all of what I’ve read. I’m really conscious of the ‘consensual’ bit.” “Good. You should be. Everything that happens should be agreed to in advance. Okay. Let’s talk hypothetically. It might be easier to understand.” “Okay,” typed Elaine, not at all sure what he might say. “Let’s say you and I are a D/s couple.” “D/s?” “Dominance and submission.” “Oh, yeah. Right. Sorry.” “It’s okay. So, assuming we are a D/s.