I think these instances continued due to priors that made it seem to be OK for the next one to take place, but all the while knowing it was wrong. I a...m an African-American female & black people dont talk about being molested&hellip,hell, we dont talk about sex! Everything is on the hush or swept under the rug. This caused me emotional issues in my adolescent & adult years. When I was 27yo this turned taboo for me as I found myself replaying scenarios of some those acts during solo. "Oh, I can't wait for that time to come. I will be so horny by then. You know tom doesn't fuck me anymore. He hasn't for over 8 years. He just gets drunk and goes to sleep." She related to me."I have tried to be faithful but its getting harder. I finger myself all the time but it is only temporary. I need to feel a real cock in me. Hard and deep. A cock I can suck, play with. Every time you kiss me I have to either go to the bathroom to clean my panties or go home and shower. I get so wet." She. ' As she spoke Greta ran her fingersroughly over the cool dry labia. 'You do seem a little dry too, never mind,we can soon sort that problem out!' She laughed before continuing. 'Now, thiscovering really should go, you know. Perhaps we could dry shave it for you.Would you like that?' 'Oh no, please, no, I beg you.' 'There again, a wet shave or a nice slow waxing would be good.' 'Please, Greta, please, let me shave it for you if that is what you want.'Agnes looked tearful. 'Mistress Greta to. I carried on stroking his cock and he lay down next started to touch mine. He looked really excite to see mine. He asked if i wanted to play a game so i said sure amd he pulled out handcuffs from under the bed, i got nervous. He told me not to be shy as he put my right hand in the cuffs, the he pulled them around the posts of the bed and then put my left in the cuffs, i was trapped, he had me stripped, on his bed, facing down with my arse exposed. Then things got ruff.I couldnt escape and i saw.