And about masturbation."Do you do it?" she asked."Of course." Trying to sound grown up and experienced. I was experienced but I wasn't about to talk a...bout my parents, as that was very private."How about you? Do you do it?" Yes. I mean, no. I'm not sure I know how." She admitted. "I touch myself sometimes and it feels nice an' all but I don't know what I'm doing." I masturbate a lot." I announced proudly. Would you like me to show you?Would you like to watch me masturbate, Rochelle?" Oh yes,. " I moaned around him as I kept a good rhythm, enjoying the taste, smell, and feel. His grip on me and the leash, the feel of heavy chains keeping me bound, pushed me further under in a submissive state, and I relished the feeling. After a time, Sir returned downstairs, and I was carried to the playroom, placed in a corner with my leash tethered to a loop on the wall, watching as they set up a metal frame with hanging chains and straps in the middle of the room. I recognized it as a sling,. They called him a "citizen" - one of the worst epithets an outlaw biker can bestow on another man - and played cruel tricks on him. So far as the club members were concerned, he was always good for a laugh, and always at his own expense.The only time he made any real impression at all on the outlaw bikers was the night he slapped a topless dancer in a strip joint owned by the Satan's Pride, thinking that mistreating a woman might win favor with the normally misogynist bikers. After all, he'd. ’ Jasmine sighed and tweaked George’s nipple teasingly. He reacted with a slight jerk and groaned his pleasure. ‘George if you were to have sex with another woman, who would it be?’ ‘You know the hot thirty something brunette at the coffee shop? I always imagine going in for a coffee and we are the only two people there. She takes me by the hand and leads me into the back room. She pushes me up against the wall and she starts to kiss me, her hands are all over me. Soon our clothes are off and I.