.just the sliding of you taking your belt off fully..'arms baby' you order, that sing song accent making any demand sound like a fairytale..I dutifull...y bring my arms round and rest my wrists on the small of my back. I know our game, I know the rules. As the restraint tightens, you use your feet to spread my legs even further, and lock them in place, incapacitating me, the cold granite worktop the only thing holding me up. Now comes the zip, the drop of your trousers, the lowering of your. My thoughts began to wander. For a moment, I considered dressing off and laying beside her, with my arm stretched out to let her breathe on my chest. When she would wake up, I could explain that I was a part of the installation. It would not be completely unrealistic. But perhaps she would remember that no one was there before, and my hard-on would disclose me. Instead, I took a wet cloth for her forehead. A few seconds later, she moved her head, whispering about the sun. Of course, the. In front of it were at least twenty large tables with red felt on them and covered with pistols of every size and shape. He went down the line, telling me which tables had new guns, which were slightly used, and so on. He also said the last table was junk that you could throw away if needed, winking at me as he said it. I was almost halfway back to the new guns when what he said and the wink that went along with it sunk in. I hoped I would never need to use a throwaway while I did my job. If I. You should do as I say whenever I want. I felt a bit better with this option she gave me.She then told me make some tea and come to the hall. Which took me sometime during which she somehow found a thick cane. Once I am done with my tea I took it to the hall where she was ready with the cane. I just thought she might beat me and leave it. She then out of the blue asked me to strip. I was confused and was looking at her for some time, she hit with her cane. After which I started to strip.She.