Why should he look so sad? I’m the one who’s sad! I was getting angry again. Why won’t he just leave? I started to stalk back to my room. Lucien...wanted to sit there the whole night then I won’t stop him! ‘Sara,’ he called softly. His voice sounded strained. ‘I’m sorry. I’m sorry what I said hurt you and I’m sorry I forced myself on you. I’m usually more tactful than this. There’s nothing I can say to excuse my behaviour tonight.’ I had stopped when he started speaking but still had my back to. “Yes baby, yes. I know this is fast, this is crazy, but I love it!”“Ahh, Sandee!” Rachael cried out.“Yes!” Sandee cried in return. “Almost there, keep going!”“I will!” Rachael promised. She kept working her fingers inside Sandee, just like Sandee was doing to her.“Yes! Yes!” Sandee was dripping juices onto Rachael’s hand; she could feel Rachael doing the same.Then they stopped, their fingers deep inside the other, staring into one another eye’s, climaxing. Their mouths open, exhaling,. I laughed to that and said “OK OK, wont even touch you”.And I got settled with her in that little room and over that single mattress. Also, it was very hot in Delhi at that time of the year and she had this one big cooler placed just at the entrance of the bedroom. So, in any case we had to sleep close together to stay in front of the cooler in the nights. I used to hug her sometimes while sleeping but anything more than that, she used to slap my hands which obviously used to be at wrong. ." Shit I never did ask him his name."Sissy number 3." which led to giggles all around. "I plugged him andhad a leash in his ass, he wanted to tell you all about it. Go aheadsissy, tell them..."He stepped forward. "Men are so ridiculous trying to present that weare tough, strong and dominant. We are weak, and I am proud to be weak,and I think being led around by a hot woman holding my lease to my buttplug sets me free to enjoy who I really am."I giggled, so did the girls in the circle, I.