3. A variety of necklaces.4. Sindoor5. Metal anklets.6. Waist chain with lots of tiny bells.7. Large earrings.8. Red nail paint9. Glossy red lipstick1.... Red baby doll lingerie.11. Frilly mini skirt.12. Dog collar and leash that fit your neck.13. A pair of 5 inch, red heel sandals.I went home and was applying an ice pack on my crotch which still hurt. I was thinking of ways to get my pictures from him and fuck him up. Suddenly I got multiple texts on my phone. The pics I saw made my will break. "Before he realized he was moving, his hand was in the pocket. He retrieved the loose end of the leash and handed it to her."Very nice," she said. She then leaned in to kiss his cheek. "You belong to me now, I make the rules, you follow them."A shiver went up his spine as one fingernail gently traced the edge of his ear.She turned and pulling him by the leash, walked towards her husband.He couldn't help but follow.The three of them approached the table. "Thank goodness," he thought. The table. “I know him, he’s Brad Miller, + and he goes to our school,” Amber began. “We’re in the same history and art classes. He’s very popular at school and always seems to have people hanging around him especially the girls. My brother says he’s a pretty good hockey player too.”All three girls peeked around the corner again at Brad. “Abby, you’re such a lucky bitch,” Britney kidded. “You’ll definitely have to tell us how good a fuck he is, that’s if any female can get him into bed.”“What do you mean,. In fact, she denied it for the first two months. I didn't tell her what I had seem exactly, just made it clear that I knew something was up. I had seen what I had seen and even though she played it off, after a few months of asking her all kinds of questions, trying to get her to come clean, I was finally breaking ground. After proclaiming for so long that she would never fuck a black guy, and I was gross for thinking so, she finally admitted that when we had first met, she originally wanted to.