Kate was different though, she never blinked, she took all those fantasies and their sex life got even better, more passionate as they started to play...out some of those fantasies in the safety of their bedroom.That lasted until John birthday was coming up and Kate wanted to give him a present he will never forget. In their foreplay he had only shared some of his fantasies, not the deepest and darkest ones yet, but Kate once managed to see his search history and unknown to him she knew all his. The pictures of what looked like real people in Master/slave relationships fed our imagination and inspired more of the dream.One scene in particular that inspired and amazed us both was a woman named Rachel Greyhound. She was kept completely bald and had been gifted an amazing boob job. Her Master kept her in discipline 24/7, according to the website where you could subscribe to watch her. The video clips on the site showed her fucking herself up and down a ladder of dildos or breaking rocks. One day, about a year ago, I glided into Hollywood on my red broomstick-glider. I passed a baby in a stroller sucking on a lolly-pop. I thought about turning back to steal the lolly-pop but I had more important things to do. I always enjoy stealing candy from babies. Candy rots their teeth. But today I was going to steal bourgeois morality from teenagers around the world. Comic book heroes and cheesy movies about them were the number one symbols of bourgeois morality and tacky capitalist taste.. Besides," she giggled, "it'll give me an excuse, if I need one," and she snuggled up to give me a kiss on the cheek, "to stay the night with Justin." She looked at me earnestly before she turned back to Roger and Felicity. "That is if he'd like my company for the rest of the night."I took Marion's hands in mine as I turned towards her. "As if you'd need to ask a question like that."What more could a man ask for. Dinner at one of the best restaurants in town followed by a night of fun and.