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questions?”
“Do you practice BDSM?” Another student asked.
Zerrin’s eyes fluttered with happiness and a small smile spread across her lips. “Yes, I do. I’ve been in a consensual BDSM relationship for the past several years now.”
“Your husband?” The student pointed to Zerrin’s ring.
“And he’s my Master,” Zerrin added, “He’s also the father of my son.”
“Does he tell you what to do?” Another student asked.
“He gives me direction. For example, every day, I have to list five good things about my day no matter how bad my day was. He says there’s a blessing somewhere in there and He’s correct. I also have to list what I’m thankful for to remind me of my blessings.”
“Wait a minute...” A female shook her head. “I thought BDSM was just sex?”
“Sex is a small part of BDSM but it’s not all of it.” Zerrin clarified. “It starts with the mind before it moves to the body.”
“It sure does,” the male student commented to more looks and whispers from the audience.
“Is your husband/Master here tonight?” A student asked.
“Yes, he is,” Zerrin beckoned to Nick, who entered the lecture hall. His appearance immediately caused gasps and more whispers among the female attendees. Dressed in a sweater-vest, jeans, and black frames on his face, Nick fulfilled every woman’s hot nerdy guy fantasy. “This is my husband, Professor Nicholas D’Amato of NYU.”
“Fuck, he can spank me any damn time he wants!” A female attendant said loudly to laughter and ‘ Amens’.
“Are there any more questions? If not, that’s all I have. I thank you all for coming out tonight on this romantic day of the year. Be safe out there tonight.”
After a few private questions, Zerrin packed up her belongings and left the hall. “So, how did I do, Master?”
“You did wonderful, tesero ,” Nick smiled. “You did really well tonight. A bit of a tough crowd for you.”
“Meh,” Zerrin shrugged, “anyone who doesn’t understand the lifestyle won’t get it. I blame the mainstream media and gossip-mongers for teaching otherwise.”
“It’s not for everyone,” Nick walked with his wife down the corridor. “People have it in their minds what BDSM is about; that those who practice it are sexual deviants who probably drink virgin blood and sacrifice babies. I blame it on the religious foundations this country has. Everything had to be pure and chaste; anything that differentiated from that was considered evil and wrong. If everyone liked blue and I just happened to like yellow, all of a sudden I have some sort of wicked spirit inside me and I was immediately outcast. It still happens today but just in other extreme forms.”
Zerrin stopped walking and Nick followed. “Why are you so damn smart and sexy?” She pulled him in for a long kiss.
Nick smiled. “Mama didn’t raise a fool.”
“ Mmm... she sure didn’t.” Zerrin’s eyes sparkled.
“Let’s get out of here,” Nick took her hand and they began walking again, “we have a long night ahead of us.”
“And what are we doing tonight, Sir?” Zerrin asked.
“Hmm... well, give me a number between one and ten.”
“Hmm...” Zerrin gave her answer some serious thought. “...five.”
Nick stopped walking and turned to his wife. “Five?”
“Five.” Zerrin stated with authority. “Five, Sir.”
“Hmm...” Nick pushed back Zerrin’s long braids and kissed her. “Either someone wants to get pregnant again or she doesn’t want to walk tomorrow.”
“Both?”
Nick smiled and pressed Zerrin’s body against his. His hardened cock pressed into the vee of her thighs and if he could, he would’ve taken her right there in the hallway. He knew the trip back to the hotel would be worth the wait so he bid his time carefully. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’re going to forget your safeword.”
Four
The most dangerous place a person can be is alone with his thoughts.
Zerrin read that quote
“Do you practice BDSM?” Another student asked.
Zerrin’s eyes fluttered with happiness and a small smile spread across her lips. “Yes, I do. I’ve been in a consensual BDSM relationship for the past several years now.”
“Your husband?” The student pointed to Zerrin’s ring.
“And he’s my Master,” Zerrin added, “He’s also the father of my son.”
“Does he tell you what to do?” Another student asked.
“He gives me direction. For example, every day, I have to list five good things about my day no matter how bad my day was. He says there’s a blessing somewhere in there and He’s correct. I also have to list what I’m thankful for to remind me of my blessings.”
“Wait a minute...” A female shook her head. “I thought BDSM was just sex?”
“Sex is a small part of BDSM but it’s not all of it.” Zerrin clarified. “It starts with the mind before it moves to the body.”
“It sure does,” the male student commented to more looks and whispers from the audience.
“Is your husband/Master here tonight?” A student asked.
“Yes, he is,” Zerrin beckoned to Nick, who entered the lecture hall. His appearance immediately caused gasps and more whispers among the female attendees. Dressed in a sweater-vest, jeans, and black frames on his face, Nick fulfilled every woman’s hot nerdy guy fantasy. “This is my husband, Professor Nicholas D’Amato of NYU.”
“Fuck, he can spank me any damn time he wants!” A female attendant said loudly to laughter and ‘ Amens’.
“Are there any more questions? If not, that’s all I have. I thank you all for coming out tonight on this romantic day of the year. Be safe out there tonight.”
After a few private questions, Zerrin packed up her belongings and left the hall. “So, how did I do, Master?”
“You did wonderful, tesero ,” Nick smiled. “You did really well tonight. A bit of a tough crowd for you.”
“Meh,” Zerrin shrugged, “anyone who doesn’t understand the lifestyle won’t get it. I blame the mainstream media and gossip-mongers for teaching otherwise.”
“It’s not for everyone,” Nick walked with his wife down the corridor. “People have it in their minds what BDSM is about; that those who practice it are sexual deviants who probably drink virgin blood and sacrifice babies. I blame it on the religious foundations this country has. Everything had to be pure and chaste; anything that differentiated from that was considered evil and wrong. If everyone liked blue and I just happened to like yellow, all of a sudden I have some sort of wicked spirit inside me and I was immediately outcast. It still happens today but just in other extreme forms.”
Zerrin stopped walking and Nick followed. “Why are you so damn smart and sexy?” She pulled him in for a long kiss.
Nick smiled. “Mama didn’t raise a fool.”
“ Mmm... she sure didn’t.” Zerrin’s eyes sparkled.
“Let’s get out of here,” Nick took her hand and they began walking again, “we have a long night ahead of us.”
“And what are we doing tonight, Sir?” Zerrin asked.
“Hmm... well, give me a number between one and ten.”
“Hmm...” Zerrin gave her answer some serious thought. “...five.”
Nick stopped walking and turned to his wife. “Five?”
“Five.” Zerrin stated with authority. “Five, Sir.”
“Hmm...” Nick pushed back Zerrin’s long braids and kissed her. “Either someone wants to get pregnant again or she doesn’t want to walk tomorrow.”
“Both?”
Nick smiled and pressed Zerrin’s body against his. His hardened cock pressed into the vee of her thighs and if he could, he would’ve taken her right there in the hallway. He knew the trip back to the hotel would be worth the wait so he bid his time carefully. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, you’re going to forget your safeword.”
Four
The most dangerous place a person can be is alone with his thoughts.
Zerrin read that quote
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