We both shared a passion; we drank until they kicked us out at two in the morning, only to find ourselves at an "after hours" party at somebody's hous...e. Alcohol was a friend to both of us until Laurie would cross the line. Then, the bottle became her lover, her confidant.So did any male who crossed her path.Many straight guys came to the bar, for a variety of reasons. Some to pick fights to show how manly they were; some came to try to find true love, as if any real lesbian would cross back. Selena: How cute is it to look at you when you are blushing. Haha.Me: You are unbelievable, aunt.She hit me with the cucumber. Ouch!Selena: I told you not to call me that.Me: Sorry.She then took the cucumber near her mouth and said.Selena: so you like your naughty aunt?I looked at her open-mouthed. Unable to say anything. The way her lips curled. She opened her mouth and slowly licked the tip of the cucumber. I instantly got a boner. She doesn’t even care we are in a public place.She then. Master-ji also went a couple of steps back and pulling my hand held me back. Initially I did not notice anything, but when I looked at the door, there were a couple of snakes standing there Ramlal: It’s a cobra Master-ji. Beware. Master-ji: Yes, I have seen that. No one should move now. The snakes were almost guarding the doorway and if they proceed towards us there was nowhere to move, as the room was too small. The snakes were quite big and slowly moving their heads and seemed to keep a. She’d told me that she intended to ‘un-man’ me. I’d never heard the term before and could only conclude that she meant I’d be psychologically castrated. Subjugated to her Goddess-like rule. A rule that included corporal discipline and service to her and others. I could only aspire to serve her in some sort of permanent position.In my vivid imagination, I didn’t see us as ‘Mistress’ and ‘Slave’ - this seemed to role-playingly phony. I saw us, I guess, as husband and wife. Submissive husband and.