But also because I knew nobody would ever believe me.After about a year with Tina, she began to get a little bit antsy. She told me how much she loves... to flirt – not news to me. But she couldn’t bring herself to betray me by flirting with a man other than me.I suggested she find a sex-oriented website, where she could flirt with men online, but no danger of any of them hooking up with her over her flirtations. She found the Lushstories site, and she’s been posting photos and stories here ever. "Tara proved speechless. Her eyes looked me over as if seeing me anew. We drank in silence. I didn't bother dressing again. It was my place, after all. Tara leaned forward enough to slide a hand over my bare knee before emptying the bottle in our glasses. I don't know what that meant, but when she finished her wine she stood to leave.After calling a cab, she said; "Well, tonight was fun. We should do it again sometime. Soon."I wasn't sure what that meant, either. Without acknowledging it to my. This is what he wanted, the sun, people, Vineyards and life here in the southern tip of Africa . He knew it was going to be tough to give up his life in London but that all seemed so far away and almost irrelevant now that he had found that, which has been missing the last couple of years. Tony saw the look in Paul’s eyes and they had a silent toast, both smiling. The farm became quiet and it was only the occasional barking of a dog down the valley that broke the peaceful. This wouldhave been a huge relief, except that the chain attached to the nipple clampshad not been loosened and it was still pulling the clamps upwardly. Standing onmy feet caused the clamps to pull my nipples harder. The only way to relievethe pain in my nipples was to stand on my tiptoes. Just as I had realized this,I felt a hard smack on my ass from a paddle. The Mistress started to paddle myass harder, which each swat and each swat came faster and faster. It wasn?tlong before I could feel.