Her smiling face brightening the otherwise darkened room as I begin once more to read. It’s not long before I know it’s gone beyond simple arousal... and I am needing some kind of relief. Without looking from the screen, her curves drawing my full attention, I undo my zipper. My erection springing free, it nods to the screen as if in greeting at seeing an old familiar friend once more. Pulling the top drawer open to the fullest I reach to the back under a stack of unused envelopes and pull out a. ? She shook her head violently in the negative and received several hard swats with the cane part of the crop in response.?Looks like I am going to have to break you down, cunt. Not that I mind.? Systematically, I canned each clothes pin from her aching pussy before painting the head of her swollen clit with peppermint oil. Looping the chain on a second pair of clover clamps over the chain of the first, I attached the little devils to her pussy lips, helping to spread them. It's not like I'mfucking everyone."Bobbie looked hurt, but she had to agree. Timmi hadn't indulged as muchas she had. But that was a sheer matter of time. The sudden burst ofprofanity was as shocking as it was sudden."Hey, Bobbie," Kim stated, removing her sunglasses. "Ease up. Don'tknow what's making that thread shorter. Less stress is better." Thanks, Kim," Timmi tried for an awkward hug in the back seat. "I knowyou have a lot on your plate now, but that's all the more reason to cutloose and. "He started to balk about the confession as you might expect, but Bernard told him it was all three or none and said time was up, the log had to be done, so he caved." You left him little choice." I didn't intend to," she said. "In a way I wish he hadn't, signed I mean, I'd have loved to see that son of a bitch get what was coming to him when we got back, but it would have been awfully messy. This is better, cleaner, and we're shut of him." You did caution Bernard about keeping weapons away.