There was room to lie down, standup, take a couple of steps and that was it. Andrews cross, just as described, and yes, I did burn her nipples and her clitoris with a cigar as described. Porn And yes, she very much enjoyed the looks and stares she got when we would go out and she would sit at a bar and light up a cigar. I was shopping for real estate one day and the realtor took us there for lunch. The Cigar. There are more analogies, but my intent is not to recite a biography of my background in the realm of bdsm. Yes. Where will we go form here? Since much of this is pure fantasy, why not play with another fantasy that we all have from time to time. In a scene involving a whipping, she would always have gone to places unknown and be begging for more, while I had in prudence stopped. Something very erotic (from a submissive’s perspective) of having to stand naked in a cell, on display while others outside, fully dressed are free to wander about.
