” at the last part he smiled at me. It wasn’t exactly a nice smile either.“Well there’s bad pain and good pain. You asked for a Dom, that do...sn’t come without getting a little…uncomfortable.” I mulled that over and tried to decide what I wanted.“Spanking is allowed, light bondage. Nothing that leaves permanent marks. You can be rough, just not cruel. I don’t want her humiliated. I want her to have something completely new that takes her outside her comfort zone. How’s that?” I asked. . .. and ... we'll still run together, won't we?" Yes." We were walking to the front door."And there's the class we have together." Yes." I was opening the door."I won't come to your Friday night pizza and beer parties," she offered. I let her enter the house ahead of me."That wouldn't be fair to you, and it wouldn't be fair to Debra. Hell, it wouldn't be fair to me, either," I said, following her inside."It wouldn't?" she asked, turning to look at me.It was like the first time we met, only two. Cara was very similar to me, which is what I had wanted for this. She had medium length brown hair, a nice smile, great tits and an even nicer ass. I had combed through lots of my friends trying to find someone that was very pretty but not as much so as me, someone who would be willing to do this and not be weird about it afterwards. I had found that someone in Cara. I discreetly mentioned the idea and she spouted at the mouth about how much she wanted to do something like that and I knew she. .....When I was 16, my best friend's name was already Lynn. We had been friends for a few years and we spent just about our entire teenage years running around together. I can still remember the fun times we would have flirting with boys and staying up late into the morning trying to outdo each other in silly games we used to play.I can remember some of the hottest times I ever had was when I was doing things that Lynn made up for me to do. When we would spend the night over a each other's.