I always let her unload on me. Then afterwards we would either work ourselves into the ground in the gym or have a marathon sex session. We always lik...ed those best.At 10:45 the VIPs started to come in. Senators, Delegates, and some I knew to be QA County past and current commissioners. Lisa went to be with Jason. Then began the speeches; it was all the normal retirement starting with an overview of Jason's life as a public servant and the like. There was a list of all the jobs he had held and. Four padded manacles on a large square frame. The entire body was accessible to be beaten, front, back, and sides. Even the palms of the hands and the soles of the feet could be attacked at the whim of a whip-wielding aggressor.The entire frame could be rotated to a horizontal position for fucking or to a heads down position for additional terror. A waist belt could be attached to the ceiling to help support the victim in the horizontal position.It was a well-equipped dungeon.He turned to the. As I opened the door a hand reached out and grabbed me around the throat and before I could think, I was once more on the bed on my back with Huck on top of me.“You are a long way off from settling your debt,” Huck said, before his lips sucked onto my mouth. As he animatedly kissed me, I hoped that the number of ‘instalments’ it would take to pay my weekly rent would be never-ending.After a brief oral tussle, Huck arose and hastily removed his clothing. As he did so he eyed the plate with the. She stood in the doorway for a short time, watching him. Jack’s muscled, tanned, shirtless back faced her. His jeans rode low on his narrow hips and his feet were bare. As Angela watched him, Jack ran his hand through his sleep-tousled hair. ‘Good morning. So everything that happened wasn’t a dream?’ Angela walked to the coffee maker, reaching above her head, she took out two mugs and poured the exotically bitter liquid. Looking over his shoulder at Angela, ‘Morning, and no, it wasn’t a dream.’.