"You grab one more ice cube and shove it inside my pussy. I yelp and pull at the restraints which only make you chuckle. The coldness numbs me quickly... and is followed by a dull ache of pain. You shove another one inside and I can feel the cold water dripping down my ass crack. You tease my pussy with one finger until the ice is gone and you are satisfied that I’ve suffered enough."Drink?" You ask and I nod. You untie just my wrists and pour two glasses. Handing me one, I tip it back and swallow. .. I may take you up on that...' I groaned.'It would be really embarrassing...' I whined.'If you remember our lesson?''Let me wait and see if nursing from Hannah helps at all first.''Okay...' she said.Hannah must have sensed me watching her because she suddenly sat up."Morning Princess," she told me as she sat up. "You been awake long?" A while..." I told her. "I didn't want to wake you though." Thanks, I didn't sleep the night before at all..." She stood up andwalked over to my crib. I watched. Fry checked his gear and got out of his car. Before he could determine his route to intercept the moving dot, his phone rang again.“Bobby,” his chief’s voice rang in the phone. “You may have more players than anticipated. The suicide bomber was Sophie Johanssen, a radical who was caught up in all kinds of movements like the WTO riots. She worked for a supercomputer company owned by Madeline Zayne’s ex-husband Derek Zayne. He has a clear record as far as we are concerned, but his plane is in. ..”And... “And I don’t think a dog would care. I’d just be a hole for him. Something warm to mount and pound away at. And he wouldn’t be gentle.”Did you ever think about dogs before your accident?“When I was 18 or 19, I was doing a nude shoot with an amateur photographer, and he asked me if I would do some shots with his dog – and after a few shots he asked if I would suck its cock ... I walked out! Well, I put my clothes on first, then I walked out. But I thought about it that night and had a.