"Like I'm daydreaming this... like it's my fantasy and I'm masturbating in my bed. But I don't want that to be all my life is. I want to write papers and study and do something valuable too. Would they watch you spank me? In my fantasy I cry and beg, and the spanking hurts very bad and maybe I am forced to do something painful while they watch and take photos." As he touched her panties she thought for sure she was masturbating in her bed. The drug made her so... open to talking about her fantasies, so warm and comfortable. Every touch was more intense than it possibly could be. "What if I fantasized about you hurting me... about you liking hurting me. I'm never, ever going to tell anyone any of this in real life."
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