As she did so, she felt flutters flying around her vagina, as they did as she started to use her vib in bed. She also knew that Emma was one of those ...irls she found had a, “Do as I say or else,” haughty tone of voice which she found so exciting, which, added to her own submissive tendencies, made her even more aroused. She had even found being spanked was painful, but also erotic at the same time. Now that she was bent over and getting the cane was imminent, she found that this also was. "This guy was never concerned about hurting me. Those are the ones that worry me. They are the ones that tend to lash out; the ones who've never really been in a fight before."She stared at the scar until he rolled his sleeve down again, and he continued. "You on the other hand are terrified of hurting me, and have been in fights before. So I'm not worried. I have faith that you won't lash out. We'll take things slowly, I'll show you every step along the way, answer every question, and won't. " I'm sorry about her problems. I kind of liked some of the stuff she said, it was pretty funny. I'm sorry about your car too. I talked to Hans, and he said it was something to do with your choke. He said he could probably fix it. He takes care of all of our cars, and they work good. Our limo is pretty old, and he keeps it running really well." You have your own mechanic?" He's more than a mechanic. He's Gerta's husband, and they live with us. He takes care of lots of things. He and Gerta are. She stood up and told me that she had to fetch a fresh shirt for herself from her bedroom, horny as I was, my first thought was to go after her and maybe sneak a peak at her boobs, just thinking about her big tits made me so hard that I started to touch myself. Being trapped in my horny thoughts I did not realize that she has reentered the room. I blushed so hard, I think my face must have looked like some sort of tomato. She just sad there and acted like nothing happend at all. When she.