‘Just go,’ she whispered, lifting her hand and dismissing him, ‘just leave me.’ Her heart ached as she watched the elf scurry away, humiliated...with herself and her actions, Gilraen waited several minutes in the cold before returning to the library. Once inside she removed the cape and gloves, handed them to the waiting attendant and sat down in the chair nearest the fire. ‘Didn’t work out the way you expected, did it?’ She spun around and stared at Turgon. Her jaw slacked and her eyes widened.. He, later on, added that he and his wife both of them were dominants.His wife gets very aggressive and abusive during sessions. So he wanted to know whether I was ok with it or not. After sharing the usual details, limits, and photos, we finally fixed on a date and time for the meet. I have a girlfriend and she knows all about my previous BDSM endeavors.When I told her about this she wanted to be present during the session. The idea of serving a Master and Mistress in the presence of my. His name was Malcolm,he was the leader of the gang. He stepped in front of me, reached down andpulled up my chin, lovingly looked into my eyes and them out of nowhere,"whack" he slapped my face hard. He said "on all 4's bitch, Now!" I wasscared shitless and excited at the same time so I quickly obeyed, wigglingmyass at his crotch level. He turned and said to other guys there "That's howyou treat a prison bitch, They gotsta know you own they bitch ass." Now watch me make this bitch toss my. “Ok Kev, it's my turn now”, I said. He looked disappointed that I had not taken him all the way, but he handed me the Penthouse, replacing my hand with his own. I lay back and thumbed through to my favourite section – not the pneumatic young ladies but the readers' letters. These always turned me on quickly, thinking they represented real sex, which the over sanitised photographs did not. I felt Kevin's hand on my trousers, rubbing my hard cock as I had done to him. He followed the same.