"I am not touching that thing," Katsumi said firmly."Katsumi-chan, please," Fumiko pleaded. "I've never wanted to seeanything more in my life. I'm b...gging you. Let me just get onepicture. Of you touching it. Please. I'll never ask for anythingagain. Please." You always ask me to do ridiculous things!" Katsumi replied. "Justlast night you got me drunk so we could strip down to our underwear andtake 'modeling' pictures together! I only remembered when I checked myphone this morning. I. ‘I’ll have to give it a try,’ the girl replied. Trin stuffed the book into one of her goodie bags she’d acquired and then moved inward more, seeing a women’s leather play group. She ogled a selection of floggers, one in leather and one with rubber strands. The smell of the rubber one attracted Trin to no end, and she ran it through her fingers. The woman running the stand was tall, wearing a leather corset, leather chaps, and a leather bikini bottom. She watched Trin intently. She watched as. I tried to move my legs, and I learned two things. I was bent forward at the waist, and my ankles were restrained as well. I looked around the room, and across from me, sitting in a lush padded chair was Michelle. She was holding a wineglass. Standing next to her was a large man, wearing a mask. He appeared to be almost completely naked, except for what I could only describe as black bikini bottoms with metal spikes decorating the front. He also wore a spiked collar around his neck. He was also. ‘This might sound sick…’ Sick? You want to talk about sick? I destroyed our relationship over some pent up sexual tension that needed to be released! How’s that for sick? ‘I’ve hurt you far more than I probably know.’ He whispered casting his eyes down to the floor to his feet. The blush in his cheeks flared up again. ‘I’ve been away from you because…because…’ ‘Because what we did?’ I asked and took a swig of my beer. He looked vulnerable as he swallowed and looked for the words he wanted to.