I married my husband when I was 19. He was a preacher in a fundamentalist church. I assured him that I was pure as the falling snow – and to make su...e he believed me I used an old Italian trick I read about in a book. I took a small vial of chicken blood to bed with me on our wedding night and spotted the sheets with it. Don had sundered my hymen with his unauthorized entry, but in my heart I was still a virgin. So, I was deceitful, but the ends justify the means, don't they? It was in the. There's a whole lot of changing sets, costumes and moving furniture for me for that to be simple.I hadn't been too involved with sex with Al, in a way, though a fly on the wall, if asked, would have said "She was involved. I've got big fly eyes and I saw it." Al, I had my first real sexual experience when I was thirteen. I ate this boy's ass out and jacked him off with Vaseline jelly. I had never seen a boy come before. He shot halfway across the room or it seemed that way then. I could not. Completely naked except for their ribbon collars signifying their status as my property. When they knelt beside me she moaned and almost collapsed as I witnessed her have a spontaneous orgasm right in front of me. She was really turned on now!I have to say that I was, too. I looked from left to right in appreciation of the raw, exposed beauty of my naked sisters. Then I looked directly in Adele's eyes and said, "You want to be my slave too ... don't you, Adele?"This was the critical moment for. "Now stand up." I almost fell over. These were full five inch spiked heels with anankle strap that held them snugly on my feet. I had been practicing inheel for a month, but never so high, nor with a spiked heel. Kellyhelped me around the room as I tried to get used to them. I caught onpretty quick and she led me to the full length mirror."My God," I thought. Looking back at me was a biker slut.I turned around to see the heels actually made my ass look more rounded.The skirt barely covered the.