I'd been thinking THOSE thoughts most of the day.There was a time that I thought I was totally inadequate in the looks department. Kinda flat-chested....No make-up. I hate the feel of it. Grey eyes, not blue, not even that sexy brown that some girls have. Grey. My upper lip is kind of thin, my bottom lip is a bit prominent, my hair's stuck half-way between real blonde and light brown.And Ed adores me. Worships me. I can accept that. So when I meet him at the door, he's shocked, then smiling.I. Now she turned to akash and asked him “say goodnight to my small akash” and giggled.Akash smiled at me, called me towards him, kissed me on my cheek, and said good night. I was now hard with this goodnight game.As I went into my room, I got nude and slept. But my small dick was hard thinking what game would they play now. I jacked myself off and slept for a while. I woke up sometime and was curious about what my wife and akash were doing. I did not put on any dress, as I didn’t hear any TV. The figure displayed was also as excellent as had been promised and she knew at once that her journey had not been wasted.She next turned her attention to the others. Was there anything else as well? Three of the girls were quite adequate, but not up to the standard she truly required. The virgin did not particularly interest her either. At sixteen her figure was too immature and, in any event, it was only fair to leave her to be bargained over by some of the Arab dealers, when she was sure to. Pain could be inflicted in any number of creative ways. Physical torture was best, of course, but mental torture was also amusing.“Well?” De Sade snapped at him, eyes wide with mock outrage. “Are you a dog waiting for a scratch behind the ear? Speak, man!”There was violence behind the guard’s hooded eyes at being spoken to in such a demeaning manner. De Sade could feel it’s warm glow against his skin. So exciting! Would the man give in to his anger, knowing the punishment would be severe?But.