"No please I can't" I stammered, she looked down at me... SLAP..again my head rung and my left cheek burned "I am the dominant one hereyou are the su...missive, YOU do as I say!"she didn't shout but her voice was very commanding she picked the winebottle up put it between her breasts and poured it down my mouth then putit down and grabbed my jeans around my ankles and yanked them off!I sat there in my blue briefs with its tiny bulge in the front, my faceflushed from the wine and feeling quite. She asked me to send the video, I send the link to a BDSM video where Lady beating and torturing a young man.Next day, she whatsapped that the video was great and she likes to torture her husband like this, I laughed and said you cannot easily torture your husband, If you want you can torture me, I will enjoy.She: If you are my husband, I will torture you.Me: then assume I am your husband.She: Ok.And for the next few days, we role-play as husband and wife, in role-play she do physical torture,. Kissing wasn't her strong suit. I rolled over untill my body made contact with her and noticed she was naked and while still holding her hand, I moved my other hand to her far side and nuzzled her neck neck with my lips.This action brought about a more favorable response. Her breathing quickened​ and she seemed to tense then relax with each change in my nuzzling location. I moved my hands to her breasts and noticed they were softer than I thought they would be. Going to the gym was not part of. Kimi and another companion were on clean up duty. Evening fruit and less wholesome snacks were laid out. Just a few steam trays were left to wash. Carly dismissed the other companion.Kimi noticed. Kimi didn’t like it. Sure enough, Carly came behind Kimi as she was washing a tray. He grabbed her breasts. Kimi said, “NO. Take your hands OFF of me.” Carly started squeezing her cute mouthful size tits. Kimi was ready. She turned suddenly throwing a plastic container full of dishwater in his face..