After a couple months in therapy and talking about the basic things, the topic of fetishes came up. That’s when the sessions took a turn. I was flus...ered and embarrassed by the topic. it showed on my face, which was as red as a tomato. It got even worse when she said"What kind of fetishes do you have other than feet."I tried to reply but I was just stuttering hopelessly. Trying to figure out how she knew."I noticed that you’ve been starring at my feet from day one. Don’t worry its natural and. My cam girl alter ego was on a power trip and I loved it.I watched him jog off and turned smiling to myself, gathering the packages I walked into my apartment and dumped them on the bed. Despite needing to clean the sweat off from the run I couldn’t wait to open them and see my purchases. There were also a few gifts from fans which I had now become accustomed to receiving, some nice, some a bit tacky but I was grateful none the less. The big box was of course the main attraction, and within it. He snapped it against his thigh, and grinned, "You're a bad girl Kirsten..."I just moaned as the heat built in my pussy, "...yes..." Bad girls need to be punished...turn over..." He stated.I hesitated as I stopped playing with my body.His voice was hard demanding, "Now!" I flipped over on my stomach more than a little scared."Ass in the air, tits on the bed." He voice was full of lust. "...Derek..." I pleaded realizing what I was in for, "...please...wait...I don't know..."The belt cracked on. My shoulders hurt as my wrists were tugged furtherapart than usual, and as usual, the pain excited me. When I was sure they weregoing to dislocate my joints, the clicking stopped. My first orgasm of theevening tingled through my belly. Soft hands began to explore my body, and warm body oil was rubbed into myskin. I sighed with delight. They took their time and rubbed the oil over everyinch of my skin, especially my breasts and pussy. I wanted to tell them notto use up all my body oil but the.