Thereare many steel rings attached at various points in the room. These arethe slave rings to which I am attached in my owner's bedroom.She locked a b...ll ring above my balls and attached the chain to theslave ring at the foot of the bed. I crawled immediately onto the bedand assumed ~ head down position. My face was pressed into the bedcovers and I had moved to the full extent of my ball chain. Mistressthan removed her clothing. She had been wearing a rather short plaindress during the enema. My Sister pulled him more in to her pressing her nails in his back. “Pleaseeeeee….. Uh… My lllloove…..ah…..”My Sister murmured. “Yes Anita… Ah…. Mmmmmmm.” Sanjay was not only kissing her but also actually licking her on the back neck. The room was filled with the moans and the heat. Just then Sanjay’ hands started wandering. They moved to her waist, which was surely very sensual to the touch, as when he touched her she felt herself coming. “Ah ufffffffffffff mmmmmmmmmm….” The hands felt her. But by far, the hardest thing she had ever done was to show up on that chilly Saturday afternoon to see Wes. Easier isn’t better, she kept reminding herself. Wes was waiting for her. He had reserved a table in the rooftop greenhouse of a downtown restaurant. Because it was mid-afternoon, they had plenty of privacy. Hannah appreciated the foresight that choice of time and venue showed on Wes’s part. It’s easier to trust someone who is looking out for you, someone who anticipates your needs. They. "My eyes started to close but he said "Can you handle one more of us?" I'll try." Ma!" he shouted, and a nurse leaned in and said "shush!"He backed out as as his mother walked in. "Thanks for making the effortfor me, Stacy", she said kindly. "You are doing as well as we ever daredto hope you would." As she looked me over, up and down, I got theimpression that she was some kind of medical type person herself, makinga professional appraisal."Your mom is moving here, Stacy." Oh, did I live in.