" I guess that these are for insertion " she said with a giggle. "Yes my dear they are Ben Wa balls " I said knowing that she also knew what they were.... She reached down and pushed the first ball deep in her pussy followed by the second one. I asked her to dance for me and my guests as I pressed the remote and the sound filled the room. My slave immediately started to dance to the beat of the music and by the look on her face I knew the ben wa balls were starting to vibrate in her pussy. Her. As a result, long-accepted norms of behaviour were becoming outdated. For example, she gave short shrift to marriage: an institution that required the parties to make promises about how they were going to feel in the future had always been fundamentally flawed, she argued, because people can promise only what they will do, not how they will feel, but when women were neither socially nor financially independent, it had at least had the merit of providing them with the protection and financial. "Uugh, fuck that hits the spot!" My mom said."You have such a tight asshole Rachel!" David hissed.My mom was taking it in the ass! If Jennifer had not made me cum twice already, I would have pulled it out and started beating it. Fortunately I was sexually sated and so my higher thought processes weren't that impeded. I did stare for a long while though.What I saw the next morning would change my life though.As I walked past her room the door was wide open and I looked in. David was gone, and my. "You like this stuff? It'ssome sort of arthritis medication, called Capzasin-P" Miss Pratt lookedcritically at the label as she rubbed more on her poor slave-girls clitoris. "It'sgood for you, though it does burn, methinks. See, the stuff contains capsaicin,the spice that gives hot peppers their "bite." and that's why itthrills you..and is good for skin inflammation." Miss Pratt smiled "You've had the same reaction when I rubbed Ben-Gay, Zostrix,and Sportscreme on you...but scientifically, it's.