..I sort of felt trapped.....what if I told the guys "too much"...? What if my wife was testing me.....maybe she did not want it so rough as she said......it felt like I was total out of control....but yet in control.....and, she had to feel the same too....This little game of us really included a lot of trust....but if trust, then she had to be honest when saying she wanted "it all"...."to be treated like a slut and fucked all around"Some months later, a friday, a normal friday , I thought.but. At last the figure was fully exposed to Pavlov's NVG. The green image appeared to be small and clad head to foot in robes of some sort. Rather than observing, the figure was leaning with their back against the rock. Clearly, they hadn't seen them at all and didn't know Pavlov was there. He shifted to his right to come up from the side and back.Suddenly, the figure sprang up and looked around. Pavlov moved quickly and brought the person to the ground, hand over the mouth.Like Shapalaev, Pavlov. During practice, there was quite a bit of motivational ass slapping. Guys slapping guys, girls slapping girls, and even the occasional girl slapping a guy on the ass. Alice both had slapped other girls' asses and had her ass slapped by other girls. I avoided participation in the ass slapping altogether. After practice was over, I got out of the pool. My penis and testicles were shriveled up from the cold pool. The head of my penis was light purple instead of cherry red. I walked over to Alice,. He closed the door behind her and she felt his hands on her shoulders."Ted, please stop. I just came here today to tell you that it is over. We are through and I won't meet you again. I hope you understand and accept it. Alright?" What do you mean it's over? You're here so let's get it on. I'm ready to play and you are my plaything. Let's rock and roll!" No. Ted, I'm serious. We're through and that's it. I wanted to tell you face to face so there's no misunderstanding. No more." But why?.