”Artie pulled out his false teeth, bit his left eye and put the dentures back in.Mike laughed again, “Artie, that was worth the hundred to get a s...tory I’ll use for years.”Artie sat and worked on his beer for a few minutes then called Mike back.“Mike, how about a big bet? I’ll put up a thousand dollars that I can stand on top of one end of your bar and piss into a shot glass all the way at the other end. I won’t miss a drop and will fill it exactly to the brim.”Mike couldn’t believe this one.. But the screams of pain at the abrupt intrusion quickly turned to moans ofpleasure as the Mistress slowed and lengthened her strokes. She reachedfoward to grip Chelsie's clit and stroked it in rhythm. Chelsie was beggingfor release while her Mistress worked her over, taking her hard and fast,her hand never slowing it torturous stroking on her clit. "Cum for me,Chelsie......", the Mistress ordered, "............NOW!" With a moan,Chelsie exploded over the Mistress' fingers and collapsed foward. Perhaps she would be tied on that bench in the room. She could imagine being restrained there in numerous different ways. She moaned and the familiar, wanton passions filled her. She began to stroke herself more roughly, sloshing some of the foamy water out of the tub.Stephanie stopped. It wasn't any good. Imagining being bound and actually being bound were as different as the sun and the moon. She needed to be harnessed and helpless. The young blonde got up and stepped out of the bath, drying. ”“Becky men have been abusing, mutilating and humiliating women for thousands of years. Just because they’re bigger and stronger.”“You sound like my mom.”“But you can change that, Becky! That’s why I get so excited around you. You can make the world a better place for me and Gloria, and all the other women in the world. You can be our role model, our teacher, and our champion. You can bring the men to their knees! They’re crude and stupid and they need to be broken!”“Boys are dumb!” Becky.