I want to be your bitch. Please fuck me like a bitch.' She smiled and started rubbing it against my hole. My vision was blurry, but I watched her face... a mask of wicked concentration. The first head popped in causing me to whimper. 'That's it. First one in.' She teased my hole by pulling it back out to the widest point. 'It's too much!' I wailed.'Just relax. You want to be a proper slut don't you?' I nodded feverishly. 'Well a proper slut has to accept the pain. Your pleasuring me, not you. Do. Then again she took me to the same room she took a bed sheet and she spreaded it and slept there. i was standing there with my eyes open, even though i had seen lot of blue films and read lot books , but never had sex in my life and this was my first.She called me to come near her and she just lifted her blouse and shown her boobs, She was nearly age of 40 and her boobs were little saggy, still i went near to that started pressing it.i was fully tensed up.Then she lifted her saree and she dint. We were in our mid-teens back then, and I'dcome to realize I was a lesbian, not the most comfortable thing to be ina town like ours in this part of the Bible Belt. I hadn't come out toanyone, but I desperately needed to. I felt like I'd explode if I didn'tshare my secret with someone. Mikey and I had been close as children, asclose as twins are supposed to be, and we had shared everything witheach other, but when we had hit our teens something had gone wrong. Thatsomething was Reverend. As soon as I had my hands in place, he circled the leather around my wrists, and then snapped the buckle in place. “What happens now,” I asked, somewhat suspiciously. Then I heard the chain mechanism begin again, but only for a few seconds. Much to my surprise, the leather around my wrists was stretched somewhat and I was now almost dangling on my tiptoes. Mr. Miller . . . I mean Mike . . . sat down on a nearby chair and looked up at me.“How do you feel Katie?” he asked. I looked down and once.