She never thought when she signed up for the website that anyone would find out who she was, after all she did not share any pictures of her face and ...lways gave out a fake name when people asked. He said, “It seems you remember who I am and what fantasies you revealed to me during our late-night chat sessions. I have been searching for a sub like you, a submissive who is so blinded by her desire to be controlled that she ignores the warning signs that are directly in front of her. But. With about 10 minutes of the match left Zara came home, she walked in with 5 beers and said hi to the lads giving them all a peck on the cheek as normal. ( I knew this was so they all got a quick view down her top, one of her usual tricks, the kinky bitch,).My 4 mates ( Andy, Carl, Tom and jack ) all know Zara and knew what to expect. But like me hey were about to get a shock.After giving us all a drink and a peck on the cheek, she showed me her nails, long and bright red to match her lipstick.. A sordid trial to see if a man can be condensed to his most basic components once the resistance has evaporated.I did not see much of Ra?fah.Occasionally she passed by and inspected what had been done so far. She allowed me to worship her feet, naked they raped my mouth and I hoped that she would show kindness for the service.But Ra?fah was not a woman to trade one good turn for another. Not when a man was involved...No!She was a woman who took and did not give. A woman who had a simple and. ‘What’s ... this noise?’‘Who is it?’‘Who... ? What... ? Where... ?’The wondering in the void was carefree and as far as he was concerned could go on forever. He had the sense that regardless how long it would last, everything could and should wait and that it was reasonable thinking.It stopped being contenting and even became displeasing with every annoying interruption that reverberated louder than his sluggish thoughts.‘Enough’.‘I ... Zax ... want it to stop’.‘But ... how?’‘Where it comes.