..Continue........ That day when we came back home from sarah's home, i was much eager to ask the reality of my wife and without wasting any moment i ...asked that what the hell is all this just tell me or otherwise i will give you divorce. Now this is a serious threat and she replied this time with much louder voice then mine...she said how the hell you can give me divorce, do you have money to face the consequences? Do you have anything or any status to talk to me like that...that voice of her. Yet there had been a steely compulsion … Amity had been implacable. A sense of true slavery encompassed the chained girl. She was being coerced into a sexual submission that would probably be disagreeable. The full humility would be demanded. She would give it. But without love it became frightening. A girl chained as she was chained had no will. She must obey. Terry did everything with a flourish, superbly. Within the tolerance of her tether she knelt before the man she must serve and slowly. "Not to mention, other people can also add their own branch to one of our stories, or just create one of their own altogether!"I won't say it a third time, mainly because I'm sure the Readers get the idea."Of course they do. They're not as slow as you are."Glass houses, shit-dick. I will bail and leave you here alone to meander without quotations."Hey, I can still use the singular ones... Still though, fair enough."More than enough."... Anyway, here's the gist of things, folks:"If you're not. Stacey pulled up a chair next to the oven and sat down to watch her cook through the glass window, her fingers finding their way to her clit and started rubbing, Jessica was starting to warm up when the coils of the oven started to heat up and turn red, as time passed she started sweating, Oh wow, this is hot, should it be this hot? Jessica thought to herself as the coils got brighter, looking through the glass as best she could Jessica could see Stacey sitting in front of the oven with her.