Il mio desiderio era di vivere una sottomissione senza estremi , soft.Non amo la violenza ne l'essere schiavizzato , volevo solo trovare qualcuno al q...ale abbandonarmi e che scegliesse cosa dovessi fare , qualcuno di cui mi potessi fidare al punto di annullare la mia volontà e donarmi totalmente alle sue voglie.Tra le persone che risposero al mio annuncio scelsi un uomo di 65 anni dall'aspetto curato , ben fatto fisicamente e dai modi decisi ma gentili.Dopo i primi scambi di informazioni. Her costume was perfect for the party. She wore a black ruffled mini skirt with matching red thigh high stockings attached to a garter belt. Her long sleeved white button up shirt was tied under her tits exposing them and her flat stomach. Stephanie's long auburn hair cascaded down the back of a black cape and her lips glistened in a crimson hue. Her blue eyes were covered in a simple black mask that made everything so sexy. She must have gotten the single tail whip tied at her waist from. “Take my panties off for me right now! We saw what you were doing with those filthy men. You have a cock just like them; don’t you know you should appreciate a woman?” Bella did, but not to the extent that her sissy feelings had for men and boys; she so wanted to be a girl and was strangely jealous of the sweet smelling slit and puffy lips which were revealed as she meekly removed Tara’s sopping panties.“You have a good sniff of those and lie down face up on the bed; I have a little job for. ” It sounded eminently reasonable to her, despite the fact that the bank was only six blocks from the manor.“Yeah, right,” said Robby heavily.What was running through his mind was the fact that Smith knew the twins didn’t like him, and that Smith had a piece of information that could ruin things even more than he had ruined things already. It was inevitable, based on what she had been doing with him, that she would see him again. It was also inevitable, in Robby’s mind, that he would tell her.