. Emma, and I'm so looking forward to more of this too," he nodded at his prick."You will never once hear me say no Mark, and I'm the sort of girl who... needs lots of attention, ask your father why he's in the predicament he's in now. But there is more to a marriage than sex believe me darling." She told him."I know Emma, I'm well aware of the responsibilities of you, me, us." How do you know baby, and while were on the subject, how come you know so much about a woman, who's been teaching you,. I just want you to use some good taste as well as trying to fit in." I know, but this really isn't out of line." Borderline," was all Lynette opined."Message received." Now about the other thing..." It's not a "thing," Mom." Honey, you know we can talk anytime you want, but if you need to talk with someone else I can find a counselor or..." Mom, I don't need a counselor. I just like girls, okay? I don't hate boys or anything, it's just that I like being with girls." Honey, it's normal to pal. We were waiting at the table with the food we ordered, and I got up to embrace her. I could tell that she had been visibly upset and even the link could not calm her down.“What happened love?” I asked softly, hoping that my voice would soothe her a bit. “What has gotten you so upset?”She buried her face into my chest for a few moments, then replied, “It was a disaster. They did not want to hear anything I had to say. Instead they hounded me about your abilities and where they came from. While. I exploded in massive orgasms. The Master lacked neither imagination nor equipment to punish me. He had a whole range of whips, swifts, sticks, pliers, needles, vices to crush the breasts .. He uses them with expertise to maximize pain and minimize lesions.One method he particularly likes is torture with electricity: a crocodile clip on each nipple, a double anal and vaginal copper plug, a metalic urethral catheter, another crocodile clip on the tongue, sometimes on the clitoris and naked.