“I think it’s either situational blindness, a major joke that nobody except him gets the punchline to, or mental instability, brought on by the fa...t that his pants are so tight they’re squeezing his nuts and cutting off the circulation to his brain...” she nodded her head as she spoke. She gave me the impression that she just wanted ... almost needed to hit him.“With that much pressure on his balls, he’ll probably never have children,” she continued. “But if you ask me ... that’s a good thing!. So then I will ask you, ASK for the very last time, whether you wish to be my pet. This will be your last chance to choose for yourself while you are here, so consider it carefully. If you say no, we'll just be friends ... if you say yes you will be given two safewords — one to stop, and one to slow down. For the rest of the week, that will be the only power you have left, your only way out. Do you understand?"She had understood, perfectly fine, and she had dreaded that moment. A small part of. Iwas a woman in second life and had enjoyed pleasing men during cybersex. I often visited fictionmania to read more stories from authors thatshared my secret fantasies.It was a secret though. Everyday I wished for something that could helpme live out my fantasies without interfering with my current life. Maybesomething like in inception where I can dream out my fantasies or maybelike the matrix where I can live out my fantasy in a virtual realm. ButI had no such luck. Or so I thought.---I am a. I kept this up, pausing every once in a while so I didn't blow my load onto her, until the movie ended. We sat still in the chair. Now what? How could I get up like this? What was she going to do? Would she tell her mother?Surprisingly, my daughter asked her brother to put the next movie in and make more popcorn so she didn't have to get up. Was this because she wanted to stay on my lap? Or because she didn't want them to see anything and think her a willing participant? . What was I doing?.