Now she was alternately grinding Fran’s nipples between her teeth causing Fran moderate levels of pain and even drawing blood from her left boob. Ja...ne realized that the drug must be starting to wear off as she felt Fran begin to move her hips and her cries and moans became audible. Fran was still existing in her fantasy world when Jane left the bed. Oblivious to Fran, Jane adjusted one of the cameras, focusing it on Fran’s still closed crotch, and retrieved a hypodermic needle from the dresser.. We borrowed one a few years back to try out, but never bought one of our own until now, so it is all ours to play with. I kiss her and tell her that I will try it, but she has to let me know if I remember how to use it correctly. She laughs and says, “If it as good as that other one then I think it should be rather yummy.” I plug it in, and the wand glows in the still dark curtained room. I bring it close to her body and stroke it along her thighs, and see her reaction to the sensation of the. He delivered fifteen or twenty unbelievably stinging swats. I began to cry. Nadya reached in from beside Will and grabbed my balls. She squeezed them steadily and whispered. “Does that hurt little man? You should see how red your little bum is. Have you learned your lesson?”“Yes, yes, please. No more.” I tried not to sob. She reached under me and felt my cock.“His little dicky is the hardest I have ever felt it. He must like this Will. Give him a few more. Just because he loves it so.”“No. "No, I did not. Two years ago, we moved too quickly, but I have no regrets," I confessed. Hopes of him avoiding that subject came upon me. His fingers came to his lips, and then to my forehead. "Truth or dare, Mr Gladwell?" I asked. "If you insist calling me that, truth," he told me. "How old were you when you first viewed porn?" I wanted to know. "Sixteen, on a VHS. If you have no idea what that is, try consulting Wikipedia," he suggested. Truths went on for twenty minutes, and then a dare.