I’m sure you have seen the old grinders that attached to the counter with a screw clamp and had the big long arm with a wooden handle. You put the m...at in the top of this cast iron grinder and turned the handle and out came ground meat. I still had three dies for it so we could grind fine, medium, and coarse. We went with medium for the sausage and it turned out great. Because of the amount of work and everything, we ground up the meat once we got the animal butchered, added spices and then. „Na du kleine Schlampe, du kommst erst wenn ich es dir erlaube, hast du das verstanden?!“ sagt er mit scharfem Ton und schlägt mir seinen Schweren Schwanz auf den Kitzler. „Ahh Ja, natürlich“ kreische ich und er spuckt auf mein Poloch.„Du nimmst ja sowieso nicht die Pille, dann komme ich lieber in deinem Arsch!“ Sagt er und schon spüre ichj seine warme massive Eichel an meinem Hintertürchen. Er presst meine Schultern aufs Bett und bewegt sein Becken langsam aber mit Druck nachvorne und presst. Ryan kept telling me to get on with it and to do it as if it was something that I did every day. I knew that he was right, but actually doing it took a bit of courage.The crazy thing was that when I gave my skirt to Ryan no one noticed that I was naked.Ryan put the rest of our things in our bag and we walked off, holding hands.On the beach I only saw one man look at me, and he didn’t look for long.Once we got off the beach and started walking along the road a few more people looked at me, but. As it got closer it just didn't feel right for either of us. I wanted to marry her, and I knew it would be wrong with out the family there. I read about a collaring ceremony on a bondage website and since we'd been getting deeper into our roles I thought it would be perfect for us. I took her out to diner at a nice place and presented her with the box. It looked like a candy box on purpose, but when she opened it she knew what I was thinking. We talked through desert about the contract,.