Their names were Marci and Marie and I sometimes managed to confuse them because they did look a lot alike and their names both started with the lette... "M".I saw that the most expensive items were "Anal" and "BDSM". I knew exactly what anal would entail but I had no idea that males would pay that amount of money to shove their business up a willing female's backside. As far as BDSM, I only know it included such things as spanking and other kinky tricks to degrade and humiliate a partner. In all. This will be more interesting as the branch swings”Me: “Woo I like the idea, but you jeans?”Bhavana: “It’s very cold, but still I will pull it down” -she pulled the jean down with the pantyBhavana: “Thanks to fog and no one can see us” – she jumped back on the branch and encircled the legs around meI held her back and kissed her lips. She responded well and pushed her tongue inside me and we got into deep French kissing. I slid my hands under the t-shirt and loosened her bra hook and pull it up. I introduced her to my slave husband. He seemed to like her after she told him how surgically experienced she is, doing this kind of procedure. She promised him he won't feel a thing. She ordered him to strip off all his clothing, then she gave him two valiums to take, sedating him almost immediately. Once he was knocked out, she gave his groin area a few shots of Novocaine, then she turned to me and said, oh my, that's the smallest adult dick I have ever seen in my entire life, including all. She smiled, letting her hands drop to Laura's strangled breasts, pinching Laura's nipples gently with her fingers, then twisting them harder, then so hard that Laura's body tensed and rose up off the bed. Clotted mewls of pain were trapped in her throat.Laura couldn't believe how her body responded to Karen. Had anyone else done this to her, she would be horrified, paralyzed with fear and pain. But Karen's hands or mouth on her breasts, no matter how brutal, made her quiver with near-ecstacy.