And of course, you’d continue your regular therapy sessions.“Dr. Widener, Anton loves the outdoors. More than that, he needs the outdoors! He love... hiking in the forest, or just taking long walks up and down the road. Considering his years of confinement, his passion and craving for open spaces makes perfect sense to me.”Eric leaned back and finished, “So that’s it in a nutshell. Anton, am I right about all this? Do you disagree with anything I’ve said?”The boy was looking at Eric in wide-eyed. ?Get used to it!? I fondle both her breasts as we walk to her room. I chain her collar to the pole, put cuffs on her arms above the elbows and strap them together, very tight and close. She groans. I?m sure it hurts. I want it to hurt? I lead her around the room listening to her heels clicking. The Fredericks pumps are cute, erotic, can?t wait until the fetish pumps arrive. Five, six inch heels. Wow! She?ll wear them and if I like I?ll buy ballet boots for her and keep them on her. Oh. My cock twitches and pulses as the first rope of cum explodes from my cock and plastered the back of her throat. Her eyes closed and face strained as it unexpectedly choked her. My cock keeps spasming over and over slinging rope after rope of cum in her mouth and throat. Her lips never move from being locked down around my cock. After what seems like the longest orgasm I have ever had, her watering eyes open as she begins to swallow my huge load. It takes. .. or would you like to earn your way out of the rest?" What... ever you want, my husband," she gasped, the lashing having robbed her of breath."Hmmmm. Yes. Now here's what I want you to do."At ten forty-five that night Marianne was standing at the bedroom window peeking out from between the curtains. The bedroom was dark. Cornelius was at the other end of the room, in the dark, looking out of a second window so he could observe his neighbor without being seen. Marianne bit her lip. Disrobing.