A narrow waist, flat abs. Great shoulders.Small breasts (36B). On the inside, Michelle could not be farther from ordinary. Ever since shecould remembe..., she desired pain. When she was young, she didn't understandwhy she would purposefully lose at dodge ball and have to crawl through theother children, who would each paddle her behind as hard as they could. When she was older, out on her own with her own internet access, she learnedwhy. Michelle is a pain slave and a submissive. Michelle craves. It keeps on coming, doesn’t it? Vanessa, I can’t control what other people do. It is true that other girls flirt with me, but I always end it right then and there. There is no need to feel jealous to the point of rage that you experience. I admit, I can be judgmental sometimes, shallow, and inconsiderate to you. I am not a Saint or perfect, but neither are you.’ She wasted no time firing back at me. ‘I swear, anytime I show any kind of independence, you become annoyed and argumentative. I have. Laughing in evil delight the torturess signaled to the assistants who at once began to heave on the rope. The rope started to tighten, then pull. The prisoner was being hoisted upward being hung?by his testicles. Releasing any inhibitions, the man, now a foot from the floor, dangling upside down by his balls, howling and wailing in huge sobs began letting a steady stream of pee burst from his cock, now hanging also upside down, peeing on his chest and face and floor, while the woman and 4. You definitely must meet her when shereturns." I'd love to Aunt Miriam. I feel like I must be a girl just like her." You are. Now come sit on the bed, Martina."I sat on the bed and Miriam sat down next to me and gave me a deep, long,tongue kiss. It was nice being the girl. I had nothing to worry about.Miriam would be in control and I just had to be as feminine as I couldbe, and that was not hard to do considering the feel of my wonderfuldress and knowing how pretty my underclothes were.Miriam.