"I could only make an inquisitive-sounding grunt as a response.She moved back behind me, slid a blindfold over my eyes, andthen began roughly pinching... and twisting my nipples again,causing me to squirm around again. I felt her breath on one ofmy ears as she held me tight and whispered to me."I have a friend who is a very submissive female and she told methat when her Master puts a ball gag in her mouth, and she feelsit prying her lips apart, it makes her think the mostinteresting. Then Pete decided that he wanted to do something really wild - he wanted to fuck me while Ken was nearby and not knowing what was going on. I had some really mixed feelings about that. On the one hand doing it could lead to getting caught and that would be disastrous, but on the other hand the thought of it just drove me wild. Praying that I wouldn't come to regret it I said okay and we started thinking of ways to make it happen.The first thing we decided was that I should start wearing skirts. Just little flicks that were teasing, toying, playing with my thoughts, driving me close to the edge...yet not reaching that point of no return. She expertly flicked different spots on my throbbing cock. Sometimes she struck on the shaft, sometimes on the tip, sometimes on the base. I never knew where it was going to fall. All of them were tiny little irritating flicks that were frustrating me. Over and over she flicked that maddening little piece of leather until I heard a guttural moan and. “Per esorcizzare la vergogna” dice lui. E’ facile dare consigli, vorrei vedere lui se i suoi colleghi lo prendessero e… no, così non và bene, devo seguire un ordine. Devo descrivere la brutta cosa che mi è successa dall’inizio. Come se fossi una giornalista e dovessi riportare un fatto non accaduto a me ma a terzi. “Sconosciuta”. Esatto, devo vedere me stessa come se fossi una sconosciuta a cui è successo quello che descriverò. (Ce la farò?).Il 12 Marzo ero andata a scuola. Nonostante abbia 20.