But I also had strict limits. I followed all the rules, hands only on hips and sides. No excessive grinding, no private parties, I was only in it for ...he money I needed for college.” She took another sip of coffee and thought for a moment.“But Melanie there, within a month she was doing private parties, and on more than one occasion in the champagne room I saw her allowing guys to go beyond what was allowed. And on more than one occasion she would have to go immediately into the dressing room. I thought I would take a walk down the trail next to the sign. As I went back to lock my van, I noticed some guys in their cars looking my way. I couldn’t make them out very well, but turned to head down the trail to see who I might meet. The trail was a bit dangerous. There were roots sticking up in the middle, steep hills, poorly maintained steps for the really steep inclines. However, it felt really private, and I hoped to find a good spot where I could see folks approaching before they. That is followed by the burning pain of hot wax. It is being poured on my right nipple. Then my left one also. I want to scream out in pain but the gag keeps me from doing so. The pain is exquisite as I revel in the feeling. Now you know my secret, I enjoy the pain. I started out giving myself pain without reason, now my Mistress controls the pain I can receive in short keeping me from hurting myself too much. Mistress asked if I like this pain and I say, “Yes Mistress”. I know not to add. My body is still good, both sexes love my legs and ass and the way I trim my pubic hair - less is more. Good hips, flat stomach, modest tits with long hard nipples when aroused. I have a high sex drive, I am to please and be pleased sexually, I love being licked by both sexes, I lost all my inhibitions between my second and third husbands and I love having sex with an audience. And I really do enjoy some commentary during sex, an extra dimension.I have a tacit agreement with my man (he is.