He opened the door and went in. The bathroom was not big so he moved fast, opening the curtain, turning the water off and then he grabbed her by her h...air and moved her back toward his front, pulled her head back and covered her mouth. She had managed to scream some, but not enough for the neighbors to be concerned with.“Uh-uh, remember how to be a good girl, Sally? I hope you do, now climb out of the tub and present yourself. It has only been a week do you remember that position?” Sally sort. It wasn’t planned that way. I’m hot-blooded, and can sweat in air conditioning, so I ran around like a nudist as soon as we got married. Jill eventually joined me, both because she said she felt so overdressed around me, and because it led to the kind of fun she was interested in, and married me for. At least partly. When the kids came along, first Brad, and then Fran, two years later, the only reason to cover them was to avoid wet or smelly accidents. Once they got potty trained, it just never. She feels his mouth on her breast as he begins to suck her nipple through the fabric of the corset. He moves to the next one allowing only his mouth to touch her body. His mouth moves up, kissing her exposed collar bone, making her gasp. Then he moves away again and she loses him to the darkness. Instinctively she reaches for him and feels a light swat on her hand reminding her of her place. She stands still and waits for him to make his next move. She feels a tickling sensation on one leg and. Before I knew what was happening, Andy’s big hand grabbed my hair and pulled me over the floor into the basement. Down in the basement, he ripped of my cloths. I let it happen. My head and arms were fixed in a wooden pillory, with my knees on the ground and my ankles fixed on the ground. I couldn’t move at all. “What’s going on?” I asked. “This is your home for the next couple of days,” Cindy said with a smile. “Why?” “Shut up, slave!” Andy shouted. “From now on, you only talk, when we allow.