Apparently it was something that was the ‘in’ thing to do. The article mentioned pain and pleasure, but the pleasure outweighed the pain. It pique... my interest further; so naturally I had to investigate this. After ripping your ‘pubes’ out and making you feel like your crotch is on fire, I found it difficult to see where the pleasure part came into play. There were several salons not too far from me, so I decided to made an appointment and try this. Let me say one thing. The first time it hurt. Five women to four sinks made brushing teeth a crowded affair. I groaned inwardly when Francesca came over to me, and knelt over me with a toothbrush sticking out of her sudsy mouth. She removed her toothbrush and pinched my nose. When I opened my mouth, she spat her sudsy saliva into my mouth. Hmmm, Wintergreen!Fortunately, Erica peed a few moments later, helping rinse the sudsy toothpaste flavor down.I was so relieved when Laurie didn't feed me any spunk--just peed and shit, shaved her legs,. She looked slightly mad when she burst in screaming, “Mom!”Her heart was thumping wildly with anticipation. She needed to know if Madame V was right, if what she had seen was real or if she was just some carnival hack that knew how to mess with people’s minds. ‘Something in the smoke, a hallucinatory drug,” she thought angrily.“Mommm!” she screamed again going from room to room. Lori’s mom came to the top of the stairs with a pair of jeans in her hand, she was in mid-fold and there was a look. It doesn't take long for the car to run off the road!" I said to the pair."Okay what do we have to do?" Peter said."Well, this may sound a bit extreme, but I believe this is an extreme case. I am proposing BD/SM as a way to bring this relationship back into focus again," I said."BD/SM? You mean like ropes and whips and stuff?" Peter asked, stunned."Well BD/SM is a lot more than 'ropes and whips and stuff ', Peter. BD/SM - or more precisely D/s - is about one person leading and one following,.