You'll hate me, but, can you bring me shopping? It's just grocery shopping and then I'll make you dinner. I promise." She asked cutely."Yes, as long a...s it's not clothes shopping. I've learned my lesson on that already." I said with a laugh. "Come over here when you're done tonight."First thing at the office Rachel came in and we worked out the logistics of having Tom my sales manager come in and then have all the sales people follow. She took all my facts and figures and went back to her desk. He helped fill the vacuum left when her father had been taken from her and was her constant companion. There was a deep love shared between them that helped give her the strength and compassion to try to understand her mother's problem.With a sigh the troubled teenager got to her feet. She might as well go into the house, she thought.She was just about to open the front door when she suddenly froze into stillness.There was a groan from inside the house!Her mind was blank for a moment, and then. “It’s a good thing no one is over here,” I remarked as I reached up to the front seat to roll down all the windows. “This would be a dead giveaway!”“I know,” he laughed. “I was praying that I wasn’t going to see one of those police floodlights before we got finished!” and we both laughed with relief.I grabbed some Kleenex out of the glove compartment and handed it to him so he could take off the condom. As I watched him pull it off, I exclaimed, “You’re still hard!?!”“Yea,” he admitted. “I’m. “I know the bondage chamber is new to you, slut, so we’re gonna make you feel right at home,” he addressed my wife. “We’re gonna give you the sort of treatment you’re used to, except you’re tied up so you have no control whatsoever. Just remember there’s so much more in store for you on your next visit - all kinds of roping, suspensions, extra weights on your nipple clamps, clamps and weights on your pussy lips, caging, stocks - oh the list is long, my dear whore. And all with an eager audience.