..I don't count the needles, my mind is already floating with the pain and pleasure each needle creates as it enters my nipple...I am gasping as he no... lays his palm directly on the flower bud pressing the needles directly into my nipple.....I love seeing the glint in His eyes as He enjoys my pain , hearing my gasps, seeing me writhing on the bed as I try to lay still.....u*********sly beg for more, I need the pain, I need the torture, I need to lose myself in fifiland......He reaches now for. She still had her cherry lips wrapped around the dirty butt plug. She savored its taste. ‘Marie, my slave, my wife, as is customary in my household, and, as you already are well aware, you will spend the following week chained, face-up, at the top of my mansion’s highest tower. This is so that Kelly and I may become further acquainted.’ ‘But, my dear husband, my Master…’ ‘Strip yourself of your fine clothes and expensive jewelry or I will do so myself.’ She stood up and began. ‘Remove. Thank you for your responses, some girls are even my phone friends, chat friends as well.Coming to the story, I happen to go to a club on a weekday in cp with some friends. While having few drinks and grooving on floor I happen to bump on this lady who was also dancing on the same floor. Our eyes met, I said sorry and gave her ample space to dance and I went to sit near the bar. My friends were still dancing with random girls and guys. I was sipping my drink and this lady kept looking at me for. At 8 p.m. sharp I arrived the next evening, and sure enough, Gerda was waiting for me at the door. I did not wear my uniform, and her tremendous body was barely covered by a low cut blouse, obviously with no bra, and a spectacular miniskirt. We sat down at a table in a dark corner, holding hands like an old couple, had a drink and then the music started.When we got to the dance floor under the flashing low lights this woman did not hesitate to put her arms right around my waist and pulled her.