Even when I exposed all of my horrid tendencies that come off combative, racist & proud; he never gave the ring back. He stood beside me while I tried...to explain to his gayrents, who I am as a person; cause I don’t go around talking to strangers about how I feel about ethnicities, the race war, politics, human rights, how women need to be paid more & how I feel that abortion should have representatives on every first floor of hospitals.Moving along; taking photos at Gillette Castle strengthened. Master Jonathan arrives and drops me into a the warm soothing bath, washing my hair, my body, and administering a fragrant douche followed by a gentle enema. He brushes and dries my hair and lays me on the bed. He gives Handing me a glass of the magical juice to sip and , he gently massaged massages soothing lotion into my skin while lovingly caressing my body. "I am proud of you slutslave. You have exceeded my expectations." he coos in my ear. "Master, why do I need this pain training? . She greedily bent over the bed and engulfed him into her mouth barely pausing before taking his entire length in. I was impressed and the look on his face certainly didn't show that he minded. I again gently touched her bare pussy while my own hand found its way to my clit. I encircled my own a few times, feeling that deep wanting start to build. I was turned on and ready to watch even more. I could feel something inside of me wanting to take control. I'm rarely the dominant one in the. . like get her hair done, go shopping, shave her stubbly twat and sort out who was getting to fuck her over the weekend.The flat was a bit of a state, but I gave it the rapid clean treatment and had a quick shower. We both brushed up ok, and I realised, as I was putting on a freshly ironed shirt, that I was making a special effort. It was true that Kitty had been fluttering through my thoughts since I'd met her, there was a vulnerability there that I wanted to expose...* .