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How Lieke Became Mistress Ginger 2

... that's the whole point," she said and began to tell me in very graphic terms about what was happening in the various scenes." "As I looked around, I felt more and more out of place. First of all because of the way we were dressed. Nina wore a tight dark blue mini-skirt with a light yellow blouse through which her bra was visible, while I just had on a linen dress shirt with black pants. Almost everyone else was in various types of BDSM gear, mostly leather. I got a closer look when two men stood at another table and walked over to ours." "As they approached, I recognized the small white guy who was trailing behind and dressed in leather shorts with a cut-out crotch – he was a stockbroker with whom I had negotiated a couple of times. If he recognized me, he gave no indication as he knelt, while his much larger partner said hello to Nina and asked if they could join us." "'Sure, Juan, have a seat. This is Mike who is here with me for the first time,' Nina responded. She told me that Juan was Sam's master, but also his driver. Juan just grinned at the surprise that must have spread across my face. We continued to eye each other as I took in his shaved head and the tattoos that peeked out from the neck of his tight black T-shirt. Turning away, he began to chat with Nina, while I grew more and more uncomfortable. Nina must have been amused by my too-apparent feelings, because suddenly she said: 'Juan, why don't you ask Sam if he would like for Mike to do a scene with him?' ...

... So Juan turned and asked, to which Sam replied with his eyes still lowered: 'Since you asked if I would like that, my answer is that I don't think it would work.' Both Nina and Juan laughed as I must have reddened with humiliation" "They were continuing their conversation, as I saw a woman leave one of the scenes and approach the table. She was an average-size black woman dressed in tight black leggings and a white shirt that was clinging to her skin with sweat. Her braids matched the flogger that she carried in her hand. I recognized her as a Harvard history professor who often appeared on television for commentary about black issues. She said: 'Hi, Nina, I saw you in the distance over here and wondered I you would like to have a go at a former student that I brought with me tonight.' Nina glanced at the woman hanging in the distance and said: 'Yeah, she looks interesting, I'd be delighted.' So they walked back and I saw the professor step close to her partner, appearing to whisper to and soothe her, while Nina disappeared for a few minutes. " "When she reappeared, Nina was carrying a switch. She stepped close to the woman who was on her tiptoes with her hands bound above her and made her turn as she examined her. She was tall, slender, and white, but well tanned, even her head, which was shaved like the rest of her. She was also blindfolded and gagged. Nina stepped back, removed her blouse, whipped the switch about several times, and popped the hanging woman. It was a ...