Chris's lessons didn't stop with work either, she liked her sex often and kinky, I just liked sex, she lead, I followed, sometimes warily, sometimes e...ager to rush ahead, sometimes so much she needed to restrain me, literally, on occasion.At weekends we played. As soon as the shop closed at five we were off, we met up with Chris's friends, went to parties, travelled to kinky events all over the country. My introduction to kink was eclectic, revolving around Chris's preferences at first, though. ”“But you got back together?”“I like him, a lot, so I decided to try to see if I could bring him around to my position. I guess I failed because he hasn’t called in a long time. If he called and asked me out, I’d probably go, but with conditions. I’m sure you can guess he was my first, and to date only, lover.”“I think I’m getting the picture.”“Maybe. I don’t feel like I was a conquest, because we actually dated before that happened, including double-dates with his friends Pete and Melanie. But. Now I knew she was a really naughty lady!She came to the table I was tethered to and gave me a slow, sensous French Kiss. My cock was filling with blood now, getting stiffer and fatter by the minute. As she ended the kiss, she crawled on top of me, straddling me, and pooled saliva from her mouth into her hand. Reaching between us, she moved her hand to my cock, which was now rock hard, but still aching and sore. I didn't care though, because now all I wanted was to cum again, no matter how sore. "Hurry, you must tell me who to call before you pass out."Dazed and almost unconscious from the blood lost the man looks at the wounds on his arms. The left wound was bleeding heavily but when he looked at the right he only found the wound there bleeding a great deal worse. The wound bellowed out from his entire arm, it was covered in blood, flowing out and collecting on the carpet like a waterfall. Apparently the bullet had gone though an artery. From the lack of nutrients to his brain he was.