I stare at her folded hips like a hungry dog and get close to her and touch her whenever possible. It was marriage and I had plenty of chances. 3 days... we all stayed together and I started to show my feelings right from day 1.There was lots of work and since we had a bike I used it to get all the required things for marriage. Aunt would call me to the room and give me a big list. I tell her to write it down every time and stand near her seeing her boobs while she pens down. Sometimes I even. . friends that can get information and not worry about rules. At least they can and will if I ask them nice."My stupid cell phone shocked me awake. The ring tone was like an old fashion alarm clock and very loud. I glanced at the clock beside the bed and saw it was 7 AM. Abby and I had decided that one night of payment for my services at the fund raiser wasn't enough; I hadn't got to sleep until almost 3."What?" I screamed into the phone. "This better be money or good news or I might shoot. I immediately dropped on him from above, extending my legs hard, aiming for, and successfully breaking both his collar bones. To compound his agony I bent his arms back to remove his snow gear and searched for his communications. He passed out. I would have too, after all, if it had been done to me.He had a plug looped over and in his ear and a throat mic which I immediately purloined. He came to swearing in Mid-Western Yank. That told me all I wanted to know so I gave him a nasty concussion,. This worried Elizabeth more than the sick perverse enjoyment she received from the sex. Elizabeth found herself wondering how she had let herself get into this position. Tightly bound and erotically displayed to those that passed by. Her legs were tightly bound in thigh high leather boots with heels that f***ed her to stand on her big toe, Candy had called them Ballet boots. Her waist was incredibly compresses by a tight steel reinf***ed leather corset. Her mouth was filled with a rubber coated.