"Oh god... oh my god... please don't make me do this... please. I'll be your bitch... call me anything you want... Just please don't make me... don't ...make me do anything..."I knew she wanted me to order her to lick me. She wanted to obey... and not be responsible for her own actions. Why else would she stay in such a precarious position. She could have simply pushed me away.With my left hand, I pulled the crotch of my panties aside. Exposing my wet slit in front of her aroused me even more.. She wasn’t positive, but he was the type of man to become hostile to those kinds of suggestions and the anger had been clearly written on his face. She clutched his arm with both hands and practically hung her weight on him. He barely noticed so she began to direct him forward. He gained confidence as they approached the door until she could finally just hold him, comfortably possessive, by the time they knocked. The woman who answered the door stepped aside instinctively although her. "Get on the table," he commanded taking his hand off Raisa’s shoulder.Bella felt the martyr for offering this. She went nobly to the table even though she felt like a piece of meat as she climbed onto the table. Her head was spinning. This was not happening to her. Shut it out, she thought. Bella, you are not here."Lie back," her Master ordered. She did as she was told. He placed her arms in the braces and strapped them in with large leather bracelets. He did the same with her legs. A thick. . I think... I'd like to talk about it; and some other things, too." Okay," she said in a small voice, her tension returning."I know... I know you still love Bobby. He's your first love, he's a good guy, and he's still your friend. I want you to know that none of that bothers me."Patty nodded, again relieved."I just want you to know that I'm okay with it. But... sometimes... I think you... that you hold back from me, Patty. I don't know how else to describe it. And I don't want to share some.