"Dom's and sub's," announced the Compere. "The votes have been talliedand we now have our three finalists." While he was talking I saw manymetal aviar... cages equipped with a swing brought out and placed aroundthe periphery of the large stage. Each swing had a vertical metal rod inits center. The use for each aviary cage was obvious but what was thepurpose of the metal rod. I soon found out.Losers of the competition were lowered down to the stage one by one; eachfairy being installed in their. This had a large impact on our love making. A five minute kissbetween my legs and I was out for nearly an hour. I did satisfy her, butshe couldn't feel that she was returning the favor. We are and willremain good friends. Though now that six months have past thehypersensitivity has mellowed out. I guess it just wasn't the righttime. I dated a few other women, but not for long after sharing a bed.I stopped dating strangers all together.Freddie got his talons under my skin enough to try a. Again, the shock and pain radiated from my naked bottom to the top of my head and tips of my bare toes. A familiar pain, a familiar humiliation and awareness of not being in control of my own body, my own reactions. Yelps, cries, and grunts from the pain at each impact naturally came out. The tensing of my butt cheeks, the slight dance I did involuntarily, the flexing of my fingers and toes, the uncontrollable reaction of my body under his gaze, and under his control. He was making me do things. "Sweetie," Kathy smiled as she leaned forward and pushed my bottom jaw up and back into place. I didn't know how long I had been staring, but Kathy was waving her hands in front of my face. "They are…" I began to say, but how could you put words to things that were not just big but beautiful to look at "well, they are.. magnificent." "Aw," Kathy said. "But you haven't seen them without this thing holding them up. You might change your mind after you see them." Kathy reached behind her and began.