"Thank you. But in reality, I read ... a lot. Always have. And I guess I just picked things up as I read. Plus, I always have my thesaurus handy when ... need a word. I use a lot of tools when I write. I like my stories to be as real and authentic as I can make them. So I do some research before I write and while I am working on the story," I explained."Well, they are very good. You are one of the best writers on Lush. I love all your stories," she said.By now we had both finished our coffees.. "Ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod! Sir, may I cum?"He immediately removed the vibrator, saying "No, you may not". He didn't bother to turn it off, the loud buzzing filling the room.Slave groaned, her body trembling.Twice more, he brought her to the edge. Twice more, he denied her. Slave's head was spinning. Over it all was that overwhelming need to expel the water from the enema.Sir let her wait a couple of minutes as her discomfort grew, then moved behind Slave, socketing the fat head of his erect cock. She looked right, away from me, then in awful slowness, turned her head back to the left towards me. She suddenly saw me and started. She blinked a few times and tried to focus on me. I stood paralysed as a frightened rabbit as she staggered towards me, peering at me. "Hello. You alright? I'm a bit pissed...!" She slurred, coming towards me. Then as I moved away from the corner, standing upright: "Oooh! Very tall...!" She still advanced on me, peering at me. "Hang on, are you a bloke? You are,. Laughing at him as he was bound over the discipline rack she shook her head. "How, you trussed up, sniveling worm? Looks to me like the only ass that's going to have things done to it is YOUR'S!" and struck him for a third time, this blow across his ass in line with his anus.Pulling away the tape holding the chains to his leather wrist and ankle cuffs the man did a spinning leg sweep, cutting the legs out from under the abusive female. She was still startled from her shapely bottom striking the.