In the kitchen, she spent a long time carefully, one handed, filling the electric tea kettle with water, having to waste additional time drying it off... when her aim was so poor - it was very hard to do everything at arm’s length, and squatting or tilting awkwardly to get her hand at countertop level. Deciding that she needed to make multiple trips, she first carried down the tray in one hand and a saucer in the other, placing them on a little table near his desk. Still silent, not making any. It was morning when she woke up, and her son was already up and out of the house.Feeling somewhat tired despite a good sleep she crawled out of bed and walked into the bathroom. She showered, and the water revived her somewhat. The tiredness she had felt was due to the intensity of last night. It was a good kind of tiredness to her.Dressing in a sheath that molded to her body with perfection, she brushed her auburn hair until it gleamed. A faint application of lipstick was all the makeup she. He looked so feminine that hestarted getting hard only to be racked in pain as his chastity beltdid its thing. That night when he arrived for work Harold met him. Harold toldhim he was the top seller last night and that the top seller alwaysgot a bonus. He was told it would be on his next paycheck. For somereason this news lifted him up. He felt good about it. All night he served the customers even joining in on some of thefestivities. His single patron at the little table was there and. Carol had never really felt in full control over her life – certainly she wasn’t now – but since everything had turned from moderate, boring choices to the crass extremes she was used to life sure had gotten more exciting.It would also be exciting to find out if her itching muscles would be able to support her weight, if the orgasm would force a loud moan out of her and give her away and if that pleasure would enable her to think in straight lines again.It was time to find out, Carol felt the.