"All I could do was sigh in frustration. At this point, she had just about stretched my patience to the limit."If you wanted to pursue an activity tha... was important to you," I told her pointedly, "I would try my best to understand, and if I had a problem with it, I'd try to come to a mutual decision along with you. That's how relationships work." Then, I just got up and left.After school, Evie and I went over to Dave's house, which we were doing with increasing frequency these days. We now had. You will have to think up lots of excuses for having to leave the house at all hours day or night, don’t forget its 24/7 sex slave.Mistress could we start off slowly please, and then make it more difficult,I will see, but you have to wear the love egg until tomorrow morning, don’t forget Ben will be home mid-day, now go and get dress and leave, I will give you a lift to the old black barn,I left the viewing area and cycled home,Barbara arrived home some time later and could not talking about. "Well, take the whip and beat the girl."I have never beaten anybody. Beating me is all right. But me beating others? Out of question. I feel a sheer horror, a forceful prompting to escape. I want to say: "Never. Rather beat me to death."At the same moment i notice something. A faint smile on Barebo's lips.What! Is it possible...I can't ask her. But, in spite of everything...I don't hesitate any more. I wink.And, just for a split moment, i can observe the responding wink in Barebo's eye. This. A twinge of physical pleasure undulated outward from my touch, like the expanding ripples from a stone tossed into a pond. I stroked my fingers over the slick folds and up to the swollen pearl of my clitoris.An unbidden thought appeared in my mind that perhaps I should be ashamed of my self-pleasuring, but such bliss filled my soul that my compunction quickly melted away. I eased a finger into my body, feeling my inner walls clench and pulse with the hunger that had begun in my blood.With a.