? ?Try to get your hands free.?? I immediately did as he asked and felt therope move on my wrists as I tried to get free. The roped held and I heardD...aniel give a small laugh at my attempt.??Well done. How does it feel, is it too tight?? His questions continuedto surprise me, as I was just not used to men thinking about how I might befeeling.? ?It if fine.?? He then tied more rope around my elbows,bringing them in close together but not so much that they hurt. He again askedhow it felt and I. ..once having tasted of the forbidden place a woman knew the secret of life and the essence that was ecstasy...the eros of dreams and incantations. Any woman would strive to return to that place of the devil once having been. It wasn’t her fault she remembered. She rationalized her situation. She had been imprisoned by the cross, exposed, made vulnerable by her nakedness; her cunt exposed and ready for licking, already moist. Then she was seduced as any woman would have been by the hot forked. Of course being email she couldn?t tell if I really did the assignment or not but I really enjoyed being her slave and I always performed the assignment for real. I had purchased panties at Victoria?s Secret, admitting to the salesclerk that they were for me; tried on lipstick at a Dillard?s counter; worn diapers and wet myself in public all just because Mistress assigned me to. I had also begun to wear panties, pantyhose and bras or bodysuits under my clothes to work and other places, and had. She looked down to check on the cut in his thigh, but even his uniform had been healed. "Ship informed me his healing would take longer," she told her husband. Then as she threw herself into his arms stifling a sob, "What happened, Baby?"Jeff hugged her tightly, hesitating for a second as all his wives crowded around to hug, or at least touch him. "I need to discuss that with the General," he responded, looking over the top of his wives' heads to lock eyes with Whitworth who was standing.