She slapped my ass a in such a way as to let me know that shewanted me to move forward more. I crawled forward as directed. She then tooksome rope and... threaded it through one of my wrist cuffs and then through ano-ring on the side of the bed. Mistress tightened the cuff close to the ring sothat I couldn?t move much. She then walked around the bed and did the same withthat wrist cuff. As expected, she tied my ankle cuffs in the same manner. Mistress then attached a leash to aring on the back of. It was deep round navel. (know that I am navel fetish). She started moaning like a child. I played there for a while and started kissing her neck.She kept her hair free and it was all over my face. I moved my hand towards her shoulder to remove her top from sides. I licked her shoulders and played with her bra straps. She wore a shining black bra. I unbuttoned her top and slid her up. She was looking ravishing; half naked. I licked her shaved armpits.It tasted good enough. She removed my. Our marriage was in a desperate situation both at the bank and in bed. An Aunt of mine passed away in Alabama and me being her only next of kin I was left a small farm in her estate. It was a chance of a new start. We moved to the small remote farming town isolated in the bowels of Alabama.I managed to get a low paying job in sales which meant being on the road a lot, hotel nights away, achieving budgets and reaching targets. My wife, Debbie, got a job as a bookkeeper at the local grain. ’ Sharon looked up at him, slightly puzzled at first until the meaning behind his words sank in. ‘That’s okay. No payment is necessary. You don’t have to buy my silence.’ He frowned, ‘Everyone has a price. You might not want money but you could use some favor. Do you want a transfer to my office for the rest of the summer? This floor sucks. I had to hold my breath earlier.’ He chuckled wryly at the joke that only he had gotten. Sharon scrutinized him scornfully. ‘That’s quite okay Mr..