I have something special planned for you. I think this will be a birthday you won't forget, " she said, flashing that huge sparkling smile. I thought ...about her comment several times as I worked through the day. I texted her once asking her to give me a hint. Her only reply was, "patience! You'll enjoy it."As I arrived home that evening, I opened the door to the wonderful aroma's of her cooking. We enjoyed pre-dinner conversation over a glass of wine as she finished making dinner. It was. Seeing you behind me getting out rope and the nipple clamps, I dread what is to come, knowing I deserve your discipline. You place the rope over a beam letting the ends dangle. You get out the leather ankle and wrist cuffs. Walking over to me you have me stand so you can latch them to my wrists and ankles and lead me over to the rope. I walk over reluctantly but giving no struggle. You then clip my feet to the wide spread rings placed on the floor. Then reaching up you grab the chain that. Satisfied I retreated back to the coach leaving her on the floor. She joined me on the coach around fifteen minutes later. I didn't come over here for that she began to say but I must admit your one of the sexiest black men I ever seen. You remind me of ice cube. I smiled I heard that before. Well i came to tell you I know your fucking my daughter as well as diane and if my husband wasn't so obsessed with diane he would know you was fucking his little girl too. That would be bad. I looked. He sniggered as she glared at him in rage but with fear as her possible fate began to dawn on her. “Was he going to continue tormenting her and taking advantage of her like this?” she thought, “of course he was, what man wouldn’t?”. Julie knew how men looked at her, she knew what they all thought of when near her, what they wanted.What was she going to do, all she could do was hope it didn’t go that far … it wasn’t even her fault, she didn’t cheat on her husband, she was raped by the blacksmith.