So she just chuckled at this unusual but witty idea and silently left the bedroom before Cole would catch her snooping around.Back in the living room ...she looked through the bookshelves and checked the titles of the books – lot's of interior design and architecture books. She found an old family picture in a white minimalist frame, she recognized Cole's face in an older man, who was probably his dad. There was a green plant in the corner, adding a little color to the otherwise entirely black and. .as u start 2 slowly piston your turgid toolall the way in & out of my clutching chasmi slide my hands up 2 the backs of my legs& hold my thighs up tight against my chest...when it lifts my ass even higher up 2ward ui feel your hand encircle my aching erection& u grasp my cock like a handle 4 leverageas your other hand grips on2 the seat edge& u raise your body even higher over mineas u drive your pulsing cock in even deeperuntil u are balls-deep in my upturned ass...i throw my head backward &. He looked at me for a moment and then punched me in the stomach.The air went out of me and I doubled up and was writhing on the bed with pain.He waited till I stopped crying.He pulled me by my hair and said "When did I ask your permission to do it.?Tonight you're my bitch and you need to do everything for me.Hear it and if u complain again.I will break your head".I nodded and kneeled down quietly.He came forward so that his penis nearly touched my face.It was the first time I was looking at an. Because he knew... he knew the secret of her longing... he knew how to bring her under his spell...She squirmed... the ropes cut into her ankles and wrists... marking her... the fibrous ropes cutting her fragile flesh... she looked up at her bound wrists, moving, cutting, as she watched as if she could not believe it."The ropes, David... please, they're cutting me... my wrists... please... the ropes."Her fine legs tightened and loosened... pulled and slackened... against the bondage... those.