He splays his hands softly under her bottom and cups each cheek in his hands. He leans down. She feels the silk of his tie brushing the small of her b...ack. Marcel plants a kiss on her coccyx. She wiggles her creamy cheeks and the sensual assault intensifies. He plants warm kisses up along her spine, spreading his arms over her shoulders, caressing the skin there, all the way to her hands.Crysta is fighting to stay still, reveling in the feeling of her limbs turning to water under his reverential. We move to my bed. Slipping between the sheets we lay entwined and kiss gently not wanting the moment to end. Your hand brushes over my left nipple. Your touch making me moan softly as my body drives into an erotic frenzy. My fingers move and massage your bum as we kiss, finding that dimple at the base of your spine. My tongue laps at your earlobe and down the side of your neck. Our bodies pressed together I feel your erection against my belly. I breathe deeply taking in your scent and taste. I. In my own case, I learned to accept the role of bitch, sissy, punk, woman. I fully understand that dominance, not sexual gratification, is behind most prison sex attacks (all sex attacks, for that matter). That accounts for the enslavement process itself. But just as a pimp out on the streets will brutalize a woman as part of the turning out process, there is also to be considered the whore/trick dynamic.Once a woman (or a sissy in prison) becomes a whore, “she” must then focus on making money. "Hey Mark, someone here for Eric!... must be the girl you were telling us about!" he shouted over the sounds of loud music and raucous laughter. The party was obviously already in full swing. Lin Tai looked in and saw couples everywhere in various states of undress.A couple came walking by, beers in hand, the young man looking at Lin Tai through alcohol fogged eyes."Well, well, well, what have we here?" he laughed.The girl he was with, obviously jealous, took one of his hands and slipped it.