I feel a brief impulse of compassion for the shackled ?boy? standing at my desk, but it is truly a brief impulse!I gaze with intense pleasure at the b...ight red marks on Yates’s pale penis. My own organ hardens thickly against my trousers. Oh, let’s see how much more we can do here! I lift the ruler again.WHACK! THWACK! SMACK! The ruler does its work well, also doing damage to Yates’s testicles?poor Yates must grit his teeth and close his eyes tightly to keep his position tightly standing at the. “Besides,” continued Bonnie “What are you going to do? Scream? I doubt anyone will come. And remember, if I walk out of here now you’ll be stuck on that bed for a very long time. I’d cooperate if I were you.”Petra quickly weighed up what Bonnie was saying. She soon realized the truth. She began to curse herself for letting her guard down and being ensnared so easily. For now though she recognized she had no option but to play along.“What do you want? Money? It’s all over there. Take it and let. Her ex-husband never liked giving her oral pleasure. I was making up for it big time, and her juices just flowed and flowed.One thing though—I know it's crude, and so do forgive me for bragging a little—but the main reason why I'm called Velvet, it's 'cause I know how to use my tongue! (I had a really good teacher!)After what seemed like hours of oral pleasure (okay, okay; probably about thirty minutes) she pulled me up to her, slid her tongue into my mouth, gave me the wettest no-holds-barred,. I think there’s something else, too. A sort of affinity, a natural bond between you two. I know he feels it; that explains his actions, laying his trust and obligations on you. I know that you feel a similar affinity to him. That accounts for your response to his near-fatal wounding. I expect that if you’d allow yourself to sense his present state, you’d feel his condition. I don’t suggest you do that just now. It won’t help either of you.”“No, I don’t want that again. It scares me to lose.