I smooth her hair and kisses to top of her head, as bitter tears fall from her eyes. She looks up at me and her face is a sheet of salty tears. I pick... her up, lay her on the couch, and give her a loving kiss on the forehead. The oven buzzer goes off, and as Amy lies on the couch drying her tears and trying to regain some composure, I quickly rescue the chicken, and turn off the burners for the rice and vegetables. A mundane task, but it necessarily interrupts a very heavy moment between us. . The next two days were intense. Jane showed Pattie how to bind a slaveusing another donated slave. She took her through all manners ofmaterials from belts/straps to chains to leather equipment like cuffs andfinally to rope (Jane's favourite). They did chair ties, ball ties, hogties (Pattie's favourite) and post ties. By the end of the second dayPattie had learned how to use leverage to pull slaves into severepositions. She also learned how to monitor a slave during a bondagesession and. .Godddddd! Yessss...yessss!”Her little hands were tearing at my hair, trying to pull me tighter to her cunt. As soon as she began to subside, I was to the point I couldn’t even think straight. I stood, sank my 6-1/2” fat cock into her tight puss and started humping. I was already so excited, my balls started constricting in just over a minute. By that time, however, Kitty was literally screaming with another round of orgasms. “OH SHIT, DON!! SHIT, SHIT, SHIT! OH GOD! FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK. Ifound myself wanting to immerse myself in this bygone world - I did.When I picked up Suzie, as I decided to call my dog, I was dressed abuckskin shirt, jeans and moccasins. I looked positivelydisreputable. I paid the vet and we left heading towards intoTennessee. I camped the first night in Tennessee near CastalianSprings. We, Suzie and I, had a little war ongoing; she hated wearinga leash, but campground rules had to be followed. It was in Nashvillethat I got rid of the Jimmy, I chose a newer.