It?s just that it tastes awful.? By now, Lady B was standing in front of the nude nigger with a plasticbeaker containing perhaps 12 fluid ounces of pi...s. ?On your feet,? snapped Lucy, and the black bird obeyed. Lady B handed her the plastic container and ordered: ?Just a small sipto start with, 9.? Lauren was impressed. The nigger sipped. ?Now another,? said Lady B. The black bitch sippedagain. ?Now a gulp,? said Lady B. A gulp. ?Now drainit.? The nigger drained the contents. Lady B accepted. The three-way mirror in her closet had helped, but pulling the laces tight behind her back, and then tying them, had strained her arms and shoulders. She had to take several breaks to rest her aching muscles before she was done.She had also put on a black collar made of leather and lace. It looked pretty, plus she had come to understand the symbolic importance of wearing a collar. He had stocked one drawer in her closet with a wide selection of collars, from demure chokers that she could wear. "Come on in" I told her, as I stepped aside and let her pass close to me. I caught a whiff of her intoxicating perfume,She waited for me in the lounge room, and when I joined her she walked over close to me."I have one thing on my checklist that we haven't done yet" she explained."Oh ... what's that" I was puzzled."This" she said ... as she looped her arm around my neck and drew me into a passionate kiss.We kissed for a minute or so before we broke the kiss, but stayed close with her beautiful. Vanessa used poise, clothing, a touch of make-up and, most of all, body language to hint, not declare, that a paradise of passion was possible. So young and so clever, not wise but perceptive was Vanessa who understood that neediness was at the heart of male sexuality."Feed the need but leave it unsatisfied" could have been her motto, it was certainly her modus operandi. What made Vanessa a coquette and not a cock-teaser was that boys were moved by her sex-siren call, but none saw the allure.