He pulled on the wire as if he was starting a lawnmower. He grinned at the obviously agonized, astonishingly mute screech that came from the curvy vi...xen. After the wire had been twisted beyond hope of unraveling, he used cutters to snip off the excess.One of his seconds grabbed her flailing wrists and held them still as he worked a second loop over them. The process was repeated, the scant turns of wire cinched brutally tight, gnashing into the joints above her hands, which quickly turned. Being debased as a 'Slut' or 'Whore' emphasizes your enslavement to 'Cock', a love of mens pleasure organ, not afraid to take it 'on', and pleasure yourself, as well as him.I once came down on a five minutes packed elevator ride, and emerged with a load of semen smeared across my bum. The poor desperate opportunistic fucker had whipped it out, and let it rub up against my cheeks, when I unwittingly, relieved him sexually, two thin layers of cotton from full intercourse.The power of the spoken. Cor and I took a long, hot bath, but not together. She had scented oils and soaps in hers that I thought wouldn't be appropriate on me as the oils and scents in mine would not have suited her.I trimmed my mustache and sideburns, which I'd let grow out recently. The trimming revealed that it had grown in thick and dense. I didn't use the scissors or razor that Wick had left me, preferring a little Light manipulation, but I did use some beard oil that he gave me and it left my facial hair looking. She told him in more detail about what her home life had been like and the events that caused her to be where she was now. He could tell by the way she would brighten when she talked about Greg that she was madly in love with him. He had to admit that his son was a very kind and giving person and these two deserved to be with each other and to be happy. They both had been mostly alone for much of their lives. They now had each other and were able to give support to each other.He was very.