They hugged his hips and legs so nicely, showing off his impressive bulge to perfection that I had to swallow. The light from the hall shone on his ba...k casting his features in shadows and all I could make out was his gleaming eyes and that predatory smile. ‘I hope you’re not touching yourself again, Erika.’ His low soft voice broke the silence. ‘That would be naughty. It’s what got you into trouble the first time.’ I discretely tried to shift my hand away from my breast and he smiled at me. I had a FemDomme friend who l saw on a regular basis. She typically would spank me and Dominate me in the usual manner while l was dressed as Rosie. Then one day she told me she had a surprise for me... she left the room and returned wearing a strap on dildo... it was about 7" long and not real thick and she informed me I was going to become a "real" woman and learn to suck cock! She threw a pillow onto the floor and commanded me to my knees. She started to rub the tip of the strap on around my. Sarah felt her eyes fill with tears; touched to the point of heartbreak that Daniela had put such loving into the picture and then hung it in pride of place in her living room above the fire where she could gaze upon it every evening. So intent was Sarah on the picture that she never heard Daniela re-enter the room. “It’s not very good I’m afraid!” Sarah spun guiltily at the sound of Daniela’s voice, almost as if she’d been caught in a discretion. Daniela was stood by the doorway eying her. .. He’s never lost a match because of this ‘pretzel’ hold he has. Whatever you do, do not let him get you in that hold! If he does, you’re finished.”Ole nodded in acknowledgment.As the match started, Ole and the Russian circled each other several times, looking for an opening. All of a sudden, the Russian lunged forward, grabbing Ole and wrapping him up in the dreaded pretzel hold. A sigh of disappointment arose from the crowd and the coach buried his face in his hands, for he knew all was lost.