"Oh Jimmy... sob... she caught me... sniff... cheating! Then she made me..." Then Dianne told Jimmy the whole story. He hugged her, caressed her hair ...nd rubbed her back."There, there baby, it's alright. I think I have a plan. She blackmailed you into submission and we'll do the same to her. You go to her house on Friday night and here is what I'll do..."Jimmy was good with computers, very good. On Thursday he skipped school and that afternoon, after gathering all of the necessary equipment, he. I scanned the room and my gaze fell on a muscular guy with short cropped hair wearing a tight t-shirt and tighter jeans, both showing some serious bulges and a tall black guy leaning against the wall watching the men intently as they crowded around the stage, his arms crossed against his open shirt revealing a chiseled chest.Mister Gamboni went to his desk and manipulated some switches on the console and spoke into a microphone “Christian ... Jamal” I watched as both raised their hands to their. I first met Amanda in a BDSM live show, in Athens. I took a few shots of her with her slave on stage. I found her very hot, beautiful and quite dominant on stage. Later on I realised we were already friends on facebook. So, I contacted her with a PM to give her the photos of hers. She liked the pics and in the following days we started to chat on fb, usually late at night. We covered mainly BDSM related themes, from Marquis de Sade to the present day.In about a week she suggested we met for a. She continued to loudly sob until the door opened and the drow priestess from earlier stepped from the other room not too happy (and not too dressed) to have to deal with this new pain of a slave. She rushed over too Kayla seething with rage and landed a heavy slap across her face, knocking her to the ground. Kayla looked up with tears in her eyes and didn’t realize that her legs had fallen open. A wicked grin came across the priestesses face and she got on her hands and knees. “Well, now that.