I tug on your hand one last time. “Come fuck me, baby, please. I need you,” I whisper. That does it for you. You climb into bed, kissing along my ...neck down to my breasts, tugging on each of the nipples in turn before sucking them in to your hot mouth. I moan as you roll the nipples around your tongue and almost scream when you bite them gently. Your hand travels down my stomach to my aching pussy, feeling that I’m still soaking wet, and cupping my clit in your fingers. With that, all inhibition. He was a good looking giant. If you needed someone to block out the sun, on a hot day, you could hire him to walk in front of you without risk of sunburn. His arms looked like sawn off tree trunks, but he moved with the grace of a panther.I suspect someone important called out the A team, last night. Remembering all that happened, I'm not surprised."Ms. Bell. I am Special Agent Edison of the personal protection division of the US Department of Justice. Your ... client, Mr. Morse, is of the. ”You lay your head back down on your Master’s lap and contemplate what he has just said and gradually drift back to that dreamy state of comfort and security. You are the feet of the man who brought you to this new life of submission and you think, perhaps for the first time, about the role he plays and the responsibility he carries in the course of your relationship with him.“At first I thought that being a Master was just about teaching and telling me what to do and I was simply to submit to. Then after a bit, it was silence from the next roomand then it was his turn to scream and beg for a long time. At first the device seemed comical, but as they ordered him to get in it, he felt his ankles trapped by the two sections of heavysecured wood, and then bent forward, his naked bottom in the air,and his head and wrists contained. Then he remembered from a history book,it was a pillory! As the girls strutted around him, smiling smugly, theabsolute humiliation and total control was.