A little more pout goes a long way when you’re the sexiest biatch on the planet and though new to everything, Mandal knew a good thing when she had it.
“You have no idea.”
Oba tilted her head again, looked at her standing there pouting and thought for a moment. The world of bondage, slaves, masters, head masks and everything else was a silly one, mostly practiced by posers and louts and inexperienced wannabes. Oba of course knew that it was the mind that opened all doors to pleasure. She and Mal were cerebral junkies, and had chatted about his girl almost obsessed about her.
Mandal on the other hand, having her feelings unleashed, had been a very lucky gal to have stumbled upon Oba and Mal, for she had no limits, no boundaries to her needs. She was mind tripping, turned on like a volt m
