. but only as far as the sides of her thighs.While Jody was displaying her bondage skills, Adam lightly caressed Dianne's breasts then kissed her mout... hungrily. His tongue had obviously forced its way past her teeth and was gently exploring her mouth. At first Dianne resisted as best she could, leaning back and trying to twist her head away, but he was not to be denied. Placing his left hand behind her head so that she couldn't move it from side to side, he reached around her with his right. He started to hurt me during sex. He would bite or pinch me, bruising my skin and making me scream or cry in pain . He would tell me it was my fault that he couldn’t orgasm without hurting me and calling me names, telling me that I disgusted him. It got even worse, with me being chained to a bed, pinched, slapped, beaten with belt leaving blood red whelps and bruises, binder clips placed on my nipples with him twisting the binders on my nipples until they bled and outer lips to hold me open for. Sharp as a tack, Mathilde had excelled at her studies, graduating in chemistry at the top of her year, but she was still deeply unhappy. She looked across at her friends, blonde, lithe, good looking, laughing joyously about life and inwardly cringed. Mathilde knew she was plain. Not ugly, but always last to be asked to dance, avoided by the good looking young men to whom she was attracted. No, she did not want to sit by herself through another party. Her friend Judy came back to her and pulled. After shutting the door, Jeremy quickly picked up the magazines, and stammered, "Oh! So sorry. Let me just pick these up." Do you like looking at those naked girls, Jeremy?" asked Abby. She sat down on the edge of the cleared bed. "Would you like to see me naked?" She put her hands on her breasts, squeezing her nipples through the thin cloth. Abby rolled the fat buds between her fingers, pulling on them.Jeremy silently nodded, his eyes locked on her breasts. He stood in the middle of his room,.