"Tits or pussy?"I looked at her for a few seconds until it dawned on me what she was asking me."Uhm, tits I guess."‘Don't guess. TIts or pussy?" Tit... then." Kneel." Isabel began using the crop on my tits, slapping the crop around my breast. She was not hitting me very hard, but I could see red marks forming. She had not yet hit my nipples, but I was already feeling some twitching in my pussy. Suddenly, the crop began moving back and forth rapidly from nipple to nipple. Isabel was very skillful. Pulling on the leash Peter led his wife across the living room on all fours. She moved slowly since she was blindfolded until she reached the low table. He stepped behind her and leaned down and unlocked the cuff on her right wrist and then pulled both her arms behind her back and recuffed her. She was now even more helpless than before. Her husband then lifted her up and laid her on her back on the low table on top of her arms. With her arms behind her back she couldn't even attempt to. "Oh, is that what you have in mind? I suppose I could wait and take mine alone." Ronnie said a little disappointed.Jamie leaned over and kissed her again."While you're in there, I'll be here in he satin sheets, warming up your breakfast." She said with a wink."God Jamie, you are such a tease. Hurry and get in there!!" Ronnie said after getting her drift.Jamie took a leisurely shower while Ronnie fell asleep again. When Jamie got out she was as relaxed as she had been at any time in her life.. He knew that something was horribly wrong so he bolted up and ran to his mother who was just hanging up the phone. He stared at her for a moment then said, "What's wrong mom?"She replied very weakly "It's Kristy.. She.. She.. died" Eric was floored. He had no idea what to say. His mouth just dropped open. His mother continued by saying there was a complication in childbirth. Something went terribly wrong and she didn't survive. Eric quickly thought of the babies. He asked what about the twins?.