It always took her a while to build up to a good orgasm and after ten minutes of playing with herself she was well on her way there. She picked up her... black dildo and rubbed it up and down through her now swollen pussy lips covering the head with her juices. It didn’t take much effort and soon she felt the head of it pushing against her cervix deep inside her womb. She slowly pulled the dildo almost completely out leaving just the head of it inside and then slowly pushed in back deep inside of. ”“How many marshals are here with you? You can’t take on all eight of us by yourself, and that old town marshal ain’t able to help.”“There are only three of your gang left down at the bank, you want to make them the last of the Hooker gang?”“No, Marshal. I’ll shut up and keep quiet. Just don’t kill me or no more of my brothers that you ain’t already killed.”“Like I told you, Jubal. It’s up to you and your brothers. If you holler, I’ll kill every damn last one of them as soon as I see them. Then. He smiled back, Oh wow she thought I would like to get him between the sheets.Ginger handed her a plastic carrier bag, it contained a light weight yellow cotton dress.At his prompting she slipped it on over her naked body, and walked out of the house knowing what Ginger wanted her to do.As Janice stepped out on to the footpath she unfastened the top few buttons of the dress exposing her breasts.“Watch this everyone," she purred to herself and continued walking down the path. I crossed over the. Her breasts were still perky, though small at a 34B. Her favorite pastime was reading, particularly books and stories about submissive women and their masters and mistresses. She didn’t really consider herself submissive, but those were the stories that she was drawn to. When the element of bondage was added, it made for a titillating story. She had discovered self-bondage when she was very young, long before she understood it, but she had never been able or willing to stop. She had an.