Jane Williamson instructed him to make a follow up appointment for the following week and Ben left, feeling just as confused and depressed as when he'... arrived. He couldn't see what the session had achieved. He simply couldn't picture how any future sessions would help. He thought about Jane Williamson; she seemed to be hiding behind those monstrous spectacles. Looking at her glasses somehow prevented him from seeing her face. 'Physician, heal thyself,' he mused. He tried to picture her without. I heard Master laugh to himself as he noticed this. My horny little slut he laughed, if youre a good girl and take your punishment like the submissive little slave I know you are, I might fuck you afterwards. You would like that wouldnt you? Yes Master, I would like that very much. I replied breathlessly. I knew you would he laughed, and with that he spread my ankles farther apart and secured them with the restraints, then lifting my hands high above my head and securing them as well. He then. She moved closer again and this time, I relaxed while her body ground against mine and my hand slipped down her back onto her ass cheeks. We were in our own world, I didn’t even notice the people around us and, as we danced, I lifted up her face and kissed her gently and tentatively on the lips. I was so much taller than her that she had to stop dancing and stand on her toes. She took my hand and led me back to our table. She pointed for me to sit. “I’ll be right back,” she said. I wondered if. All the characters in this story and content are out of pure imagination. It is not my attention to offend anybody. This is the second part of the series. Please send me your feedback on After an eventful fuck with Faisal, I couldn’t sleep. I didn’t wash my face either. Still, some of his cum was in my face. I took one good selfie of my face covered in cum and uploaded it on Instagram.Just after the upload, I received a comment, “Looking good, Saba,” from Rocky. Rocky, my husband’s friend who I.