.. consent. It’s rarely been used, Master. Very seldom! I love it ... I love the pain! It hurts ... but it’s so fucking good!” Mom confessed jus... how much of a butt-slut and pain-slut she really was at heart.“Did you enjoy it when Jerry forced his cock up your ass, too?” I asked Mom directly.“Do you want the truth or a more ... palatable answer?” Mom gauged her audience.“Truth, nothing but truth, Mom!” I insisted.“Then, yes ... I loved it ... it was a good thing that it only happened toward the. How can you be doing that to me? How can you make me feel so good? But you know what? I don't care. How can I be cheap, used, taken advantage of, when I am getting so much out of this?"And I'll tell you something else. When I am serving you, when I am following your orders, even when I am exposing myself to strange women at your command, I feel good about it. Last night, you told me that I couldn't change into what I didn't want to be, and I said that maybe I wasn't who I wanted be. I was. Thursday when Adam staggered out from beneath the pile of slumbering female flesh that surrounded him and made his way downstairs to the sitting room. He found a note from Rebecca that she and Leslie had decided a nap was warranted also and the group should make themselves at home until she awakened at 5:30.Adam used the time to make a list of everything he needed to pass along to the rest of the group when then met the next evening – starting with his new phone number. Karlie had to sort. That was one hell of aperformance, and one I hope to see more of in the future!" Realitybegan to set in at what I just did with my Gossip Girl costar. Thefemale hormones had done their job and it would appear that Dr.Hempfield's efforts to reverse the process have failed misserably! Forthe final 30 minutes of the flight I removed my heels and Eric gave mea mile high massage. He loved how my nylons looked and felt on hishands. I knew some guys liked the nylon look but he was more into itthan.