..and it was evident when we would do 'activities'. You can always tellwhen somebody enjoys something or if they don't. Consequently, I never trul...y felt the loss of control that is inherent when you play with another person who really is into power-exchange as a fetish. On the other hand, while it excited me that maybe finally I had met somebody who was interested in the same things I was, I had no idea what was in store for me at her hands because I didn't really know her. The other. She was light on her feet and quick to react to Mark’s dance moves. The second dance was a slow one and Connie positioned herself so that Mark’s right foot would go between her thighs when he stepped forward. Mark figured this out quickly and moving forward was his favorite dance step. This movement in which Mark’s leg would rub against her inside thighs was causing her to moisten. Connie’s breasts were touching Mark’s chest. Since she appeared to enjoy contact with Mark’s body he brought her. The trauma of the past couple days had kept her libido in check, but now her new clit ring was starting to make it's presence known to Jamie again. Being out here displayed like this was getting Jamie hot. She had always enjoyed attention, she was a cheerleader after all, but she didn't realize that she had a sexual kink towards exhibitionism. She was finding that she did. Sure she was embarrassed to think about being exposed like this, but that just seemed to add to her sexual excitement.The. 3... 2..." YES... yes, yes, yes Adam... just stop acting this way. Yes, anything, yes"***The backhanded slap had knocked her out cold. Her head was still fuzzy at the edges, but she now knew what was happening. And where she was. When was the last time she had been in this cellar?He had made some adaptations, to put it mildly. She was in stocks - improvised from a workbench and too tight around her neck and wrists. She was facing the walk-in cupboard, so the main cellar door was to her.