Mene kaha ashish tum aab naha lo, aur mai bhi nahane jati hu.Aur mai mere bedroom me chali gai, aur dono ko bola, andar mat ana, aur smile di, aur bed...oom me chali gai, wo dono bate karne lage, rahim bola, hot item hai yaar, chal na dono andar jate hai. Ashish bola mai fatafat naha kea ta hu feer masti karte hai. Mai ye sab sun rahi thi aur mene socha, chalo maje karte hai. Aur mai bathroom me naha ne chali gai aur jan bujh kar towel bahar hi chor diya. Mai bathroom me naha rahi thi, karib 20. Our eyes locked, she was still smiling and so was I. I slid my hand over her shoulder to the back of her neck. Feeling the warmth of her skin, she moved closer to me, and she touched me. We stopped speaking, everything stopped. The air seemed to become thick and heady, and my fingers trailed over her body feeling the senusal form of her, as a blind sculptor might learn his subject. My fingers traced lightly over her jaw, feeling how smooth her skin was, then over her bare arm. It didnt feel. Just the sheer thought of Him or the hearing of His voice gives me strength.6. To receive pleasure i must earn it.7. i worship my Master's whip.8. i trust my Master: His responsibilities, His skills, His hunger and needs, and His concern for my safety, my emotional, psychological, social, sexual, and physical health.9. i am nothing more than an object of great value - an instrument Master will use to draw out His pleasures.10. i will ask my Master for permission to satisfy whatever need i have. My initial response was to pull away, but with all the people around I really couldn't move. And besides, the thrill of a stranger's cock against me had my attention. I mean, what was I doing there anyways. I felt his hot breath on my shoulder, then a soft male voice in my ear said, "I noticed you from the moment you came in the bar, you don't know how much you turn me on." He continued telling me how hard he was and that he could tell I wasn't wearing any bra or panties. "If you want me to.