Even his smell was revolting. He knelt down.'Are you enjoying it yet? It's time to start the game''You're sick! You're a perv and should be put in an ...sylum! Let me go! Let me go!'She didn't see anything in his hands, but next thing she knew, he forced something in her mouth, settling it just behind her teeth.'A ring gag, my sweet' he explained. 'We like having fun and hate listening to sluts' whining.'He moved again and, terrified, she saw in his hand two small rings, looking a bit like. "Oh, sir! Let me assist you w/ that." She winked lasciviously and scampered out her door to the opposite side; she crawled into the back-seat, teeth bared in a lioness growl of passion as she hoisted herself towards his lap.He lifted the cap off her head, and guided her face to his stiff prick. She tasted his salty dick and balls w/ a lapping tongue; after going through High School w/o once sucking semen she'd made herself a fellatio artist her Freshman year to improve her grades when studying. Ye ghatna jab main new-new delhi city main aya tha tab mere sath ghati thi.Doston main ek middle class family se belong karta tha ,so mere pass itne paise nahi the ki main koi flat ya achch room rent par le sakun .So main ek kholi type room rent pe le liya aur apni study karne lga .Jahan pe main rahata tha waha sab hi garib ghar ke log rahte the .Aur wahan ka area tha wo bhi aisa hi tha .Wahan pe auntyian,bhabhiyan aur saree ladyies paison ke liye chudai karati thi .Ye baat mujhe dheere-dheere. " But the other side of the business?" I was coming to that. When I'd been in my last year at Uni and cash was short, I made a little extra with the odd bit of paid dominance. There are plenty of opportunities for it around a university town. BDSM is the thinking person's sex, after all. And, one of my clients from then turned up as a client for the training business. He teased me a bit about it, which was fair enough I guess; Said that he hoped my courses weren't as painful as my sessions had.