The most interesting times of our sexual escapades occurred when Danielle and I engaged in some rather, shall I say, kinky or bizarre activities where it seemed anything was permissible for either of us to do to each other.The most interesting times of our sexual escapades occurred when Danielle and I engaged in some rather, shall I say, kinky or bizarre activities where it seemed anything was permissible for either of us to do to each other. Neither of us was consistently the aggressor. Each of us was capable of drawing out long, often agonizing semi-tortures upon the other, always leading to the highest levels of orgasm we would know, sometimes simultaneously during one of our sessions, sometimes just for the torturer, sometimes just for the victim. We usually reserved our heaviest activity of this nature to one night per week, primarily Friday or Saturday night, allowing at least one full day's recovery from the sweet pain of our bodies. Danielle, for her part, learned to wield a whip or a strap with such expertise that she knew just how to drain every drop of sweat from me before I succumbed to her manipulations of my body. |