It was hard to get to her feet with her hands tied the way they were, but eventually she made it. Straddling the water filled sink on tiptoe, she reac...ed as far up as her bonds would allow and barely managed to snag the chain with her thumb. From there it was a simple matter to grab the chromed metal links with both hands.Marla leaned her full weight against the chain hoping to feel some give, but nothing. She bounced a few times and was rewarded by a slight creaking. She just might have a. . I'm sorry. She died?"He nods and turns off the alarm and music.I'm quiet, for a few seconds, and he says, "I don't want to talk about it."I nod, "Alright ... hungry?"He nods and sits to put on his shoes and socks.I've got the Escort loaded, chained, and the tires blocked by the time JJ finishes his bagel and juice. He's sitting so comfortably on the porch stairs watching me. Usually when I feel a guy staring at me, it makes my skin crawl and creeps me out. But with him ... well, I'm blushing. You’ve already given me more pleasure and enjoyment this morning than I can ever remember having at any one time, and I want to repay you in any way that I can. The fact that I’d be able to thoroughly enjoy myself at the same time makes it even better. Let’s stop talking about it and get on with it. Lie back and I’ll get in position.”She was obviously deadly serious, so I gave my last instructions: “Right,” I said, “ I’m likely to go off quite quickly, so get in position and let me work on your. I was very humbled when her brothers Orrin and Jason offered me Steph's account. (I was equally humbled that their cocks were in my mouth and my cunt when they made the offer, but that's just the way I am.)Basically, I like to be submissive to male authority, which all guys possess through their dicks. No, I am not talking about whips, chains, leather, or any of that kind of shit: Hey, if a man can't dominate me with the equipment God gave him, then how much of a man can he really be? I learned.