We are both naked, and it feels comfortable. She moves around getting breakfast to the table. Her large breasts swing when she walks. The large nipple... highlight the dark areola.Between her legs, her pubis is raised allowing her lips to show when she takes a step.Rose sits opposite me. I look at her face and see how pretty she is. We eat breakfast and make small talk."I am pleased you turned up," she says slowly."I am too," I tell her."Not just for that," she says."What then?" I ask, looking. She's so sweet, and I really want is to see her happy.There has always been a really powerful connection between us, a closeness that just feels wonderful. It's really important to me to be with Emmy, I mean - we have a marvelous attachment to each other that's hard to describe.It was a long drive on Friday night after my last class of the week. I got to the cabin first, and it was eerie to drive through the snow down that dark, narrow road in the forest. But as soon as I stepped inside again,. The crowd was cheering exuberantly as the three of us put on what must have looked like an erotic wrestling match. I was mad at myself for doing exactly what the crowd had wanted, but there didn’t seem to be any other way of getting to the rope. Then the bell sounded, and suddenly lights and horns were going off. Naked and covered head-to-toe with baby oil, Tonya, Laura and I looked over at the rope. Chrissie stood there, naked and smirking, her fingers still gripping the bell pull. Shit.. This was going to be really hard.After she'd finished the laundry and wiped down the kitchen with great difficulty, Marie was exhausted. She hoped to God her Master didn't think she was going to clean the whole place. Not only did her chains make every task a thousand times more arduous and humiliating, but wearing those same bonds meant that she had no chance of calming her persistent arousal. Her mind ran riot with visions of him holding her down and fucking her, bending her over the kitchen.