No Amiee is completely helpless. Unable to move her hands or feet. Jay pushes her so that she bends over and her ass sticks into the air. He slaps her...ass hard and leave a nice red hand print, Amiee loves getting her ass slapped so she moans from the tingling pain. Jay walks over to the pile and grabs the leash and walks back over to where Amiee is bound. He grabs her hair and pulls her back upright and attaches teh collor around her neck. He has complete control of my wife and she is loving. She quickly replied saying that, “he treats me like I’m less then human”. I looked at all her beauty in disbelief that anyone can treat such a gorgeous woman less than a goddess. I then ask her if he ever hit her and she said no, but he makes me feel like crap when he talks down to me. I said that I was sorry to hear that, if you needed someone to talk to I’m here for her.A week after our conversation at the elevator, I was coming home and I notice her at my door. She looked my way and said hey. ..I struggle to look...my restraints prevent me from turning to see…I look up at you fear in my eyes...you smile at me reach your hand down to touch my face…your fingers trace my lips..you take a step back...I hear the sounds of belt buckles being undone I know there is more than one person behind me…my breath quickens my body trembles...I feel a set of hands squeeze around each thigh and pull in opposite directions...I am fully exposed...slap...slap...SLAP… the cheeks of my ass are slapped. She unlocked the door and ran inside to the bathroom at top speed. She might know beyond a shadow Jason wanted her, but she still didn’t want him to see her serviceable beige bra and white cotton panties. She stripped quickly, tossing her clothes in the hamper, and gave herself a cursory look in the mirror, making note of her flushed cheeks, bright eyes, and swollen lips. Her eye traveled lower, taking in her slightly larger than she’d like breasts and freshly shaven mound. She was ready for.