I began crying and screaming again as I saw Sir drag Lee into the closet unconscious, he walked towards me slowly, slapping me across the face then wa...lking out, he returned with a pair of scissors and cut off my bra and panties, my hope of him cutting the ropes were dashed as he turned away and walked out, returning with the cloth. I closed my eyes, I had heard most of the conversation between Mr K and Lee, and I knew what was coming next…I woke up in bounds, tied up in a bed, I seemed to be in. Better to take it while you can, and moaned my desire into the soft fabric of the pillowcase as my orgasm swept though me. Simon didn’t last long after that, filling my pussy with his cum. I loved the pulsing sensation, loved feeling his cum shooting inside me, but as soon as my mind started working again, I felt worried. Please don’t tell me that was it for him, that he thinks tying somebody on the bed, pinching her nipples and fucking her is BDSM. That now we’re done. He was still lying on. I'm glad she took off and we're betteroff for it.When my ex took off I told my daughter Grace that she was now the "Woman OfThe House". My innocent intentions have taken on a meaning thats beyond the Martha Stewart image. I can't tell you the pleasure it is to come home after a long day, tired and aching and have a hot dinner made for me. To describe Grace: She's petite at 5'2 and is only about 98 lbs with an ass thats firm and defies gravity. Her light brown hair is fashionably cut and. It was already moist. She slid one finger down onto the front of her slit, and began slowing drawing it back and forth across her engorged clit. Her fingers began to move in a circle, drawing her deeper into the pink cloud she was feeling. She was awash in her own juices. "No one is home to hear," she thought, and reached over to the bottom drawer of her bedside table to pull out her battery operated vibrator. It hadn’t been used in months, only when Jack was on an extended trip, but tonight.