" Locking the cuffs in place, I grabbed her by the hair and lowered her head further. "Keep your hands up slave. They're not finished." I wrapped the ...duct tape tightly with her wrists held together, to give her an accented femininity in her crawl. "Hands down slave.All Fours!" When she quickly responded to my command without the proper respect of a 'Yes Sir', I swiftly stroked her ass with the ruler and corrected her. Stinging her ass repeatedly, I ended the verbal barrage with asimple command.. His wife was called Dorothy and she was a plain jane type but pleasant enough. They bought a house in a village about 6 miles away which happened to be where the football team I had started playing for was based. When we had home matches, Uncle George would sometimes come to watch me play and always invited me back to their home for a meal afterwards.I had previously enjoyed some sexual activities with George when he lived at home and on our way back to his new house on one occasion after. We dump his body where it will be found, and the local authorities chalk up another unsolved murder. Option two, is that I take him on a quick trip to the alternate world and have his ability burned out. Then I bring him back and set him free. As it stands now, there is just no way we can simply turn him loose," Tom summed up.That kicked off the discussions again. Still, I had been seriously thinking about why this group had been formed, during this last week. The government had screwed with. Once again she looks up, seeing him standing there, but quickly returns her gaze to its former place. From her peripheral view she watches him approach her table and imperceptibly feels a sudden jerk in rhythm travel through her body. A confused web of déjà vu instantly percolates her thoughts – was this some sort of coincidence or could she possibly have run into this man someplace or sometime before? She forces herself to keep on with her reading while her free hand reaches for her cup of.