The mirror I find myself lookinginto is now bordered by the stickers I walked out of that store with.There was a small part of me still screaming in t...he back of my headabout respect, about being dignified, but I wasn't reallycontradicting any of that. I had new interests, and could maybe get alittle more obsessive about them than-- you know what? No. Sittingin a stationery store for an hour is no more obsessive than going tofour different tailors in search of the right suit jacket. . Ich sage euch aber gleich, ich fand es scheisse, hatte aber keine Angst. Mein Job lief nur gerade gut, ich hatte gute Freunde, einen echt Hammer Liebhaber, es lief einfach. Ich wollte einfach nur wissen wie das jetzt weiter gehen würde und was ich zu tun hätte. Der Mann gab mir eine Adresse, dort hatte ich mich zu dem angegebenen Datum einzufinden. Wozu sagte er nicht, aber das war mir auch so klar. Ich sollte geschlachtet werden.Lasst mich kurz etwas über mich erzählen. Ich bin 175cm gross,. This was very painful and unpleasant, due to my still very sore butt and the butt-plug. I was sure that she was finished beating me, as I laid on my butt. Man was I wrong yet again. She grabbed the riding crop! Ups I’d forgotten all about it – I wondered where she would use it. But I was soon to find out, as she began to whip my tits, she managed to hit my nipples, with the flap, time after time. She also whipped my stomach, thighs and especially my inner thighs. Until wickerwork of thick red. There was more of the fluffy fur around her ankle joints, her powerfully built legs tapering into a pair of dainty, two-toed feet. They almost looked like the hooves of a deer, seeming too small to support her, giving her a graceful and measured gait.She was uncanny, reminding Moralez of stick insects, and the predatory mantises that had evolved to mimic the appearance of orchids. If a praying mantis had been tasked with masquerading as a human, it might have looked something like this. Still,.