It was her fault that Ruiz was here, her fault Ruiz was naked on the bench, her fault Ruiz was about to undergo yet another round of abuse.It started ...bout a year ago. Peter and Lauren had always flirted with BDSM, attended some local meetings, played rough sex games themselves, loved it. The thrill of complete domination, the danger of being seen, even the endorphins rushes he got giving and Lauren got from receiving. But things got more and more intense and Lauren finally said she couldn't. .take that robe off....NOW!!!!" He meekly complied and waslooking down at the floor as if he wanted it to swallow him up. As soonas he had it off I realized what his concern was. Now it was my turn togasp....."OMG Noah......what is going on here?" I was staring at 2perfectly formed elongated nipples and areolas that stood out from hischest about an inch. They were the size of golf balls and almost exactlythe same shape....as if spongy flesh colored golf balls had been glued tohis chest. His. She smiled, the session leaving her feeling warm, sexy and horny as usual. Intentionally or not, Dr. Schmidt’s sessions invariably left her quite aroused and in need of release. So Patricia was looking forward to what came next, probably partly due to Dr. Schmidt’s post-hypnotic suggestions. No matter. She didn’t care why, she needed release. “Now get onto the table and give us a show, my slut.” Mr. Johnson was so powerful, so commanding…she felt a tingling sensation in her pussy, felt herself. " Reaching in his suit coat pocket he pulled out one of the dog eared business cards Bert had forced him to buy when they started their business.Stephanie scanned the card, "You're a garbage collector? I've got my trash being picked up by Waste Management Inc. I've never heard of Clear Sky Junk Removal. Is that your business?" Yes, my partner Bert and I opened it a few years ago." Does your route come by my house?" She asked as she stated her home address.Gregg smiled and laughed, "No Stephanie.