Permission to do anything and everything. Next day, he called me early in the morning. Around 5 am. It made me shocked as it was the weekend. He asked...for ropes. I said I have woolen threads.He said it will work. And sent me a photo which was a picture of self-bondage. I hesitated before. But he convinced me. As woolen threads were soft it felt really good. He commanded me to wear it the whole day. I did the same. Whenever I use to bend down it used to go directly to my pussy stretching it. I. "No, not that way," Lisa snapped. "That's how youput on a boy's belt. This is girl's belt. It goes the other way."Frankie nodded and silently re-threaded the belt through the loops on hisskinny jeans. Lisa nodded approvingly. "Perfect. Just the right bit ofcolor and that belt helps to accentuate your hips." With a waist-cincheraround his already small waist, she told herself, he would be even moreshapely."You look just darling. You see, mother knows you can be such a cute girlwith the right. Once I was inside, she asked her maid to leave as I would take care of the rest of the evening. She asked me for a drink I said I would have Vodka. After I had my first drink, she asked me for a second round. I said yes. She asked me to remove my coat, and took it inside and kept it somewhere. We kept talking about various things The bell rang and 2 of her friends walked in. She took their coats and went inside to keep it away. They were also around 40 but looked very fit and fine, and were in. She is as meticulous as she is practical.“Well, how long is this gonna last?” I asked, with honest concerns beyond my own freedom.“As long as it takes,” she replied. “This isn’t the kind of thing we can control the way we think we’d like to. It’s a heathen. Come home.”Home? I mean, to be fair, that’s not really my home anymore.Which doesn’t mean I hated it. Just. Well. I’d moved on from there. My mother and me had a real good relationship. I gave good effort towards being a team. Pick up the.