She had discovered the scalloped armrest had a locking hasp thathad to be lifted before the prisoner could be released. I made the benchfor the shower...after writing the story and had made the sliding arm justto see if I could make a bondage bench. Knowing she had read my storiesreally scared me because I had treated the idea of forced feminizationas a horror theme. Every man in my stories was trapped and made into atotal slave by his wife. I have never been unfaithful to Marie but mycharacters. ......I should.............o Ron,' exclaimed Hermione as the combination of the alcohol, Ron's kisses and the groping of her large, sensitive breasts caused her to give in. Quickly, Hermione turned around in her chair and began to passionately kiss Ron on the lips. As Ron felt Hermione's tongue enter his mouth, he slipped his hands under her dress and began to squeeze and feel her fleshy mounds.'Mmmmm,' moaned Hermione gently into Ron's mouth as she felt Ron tweak and pull at her large. ‘What made you give in?’ he teased, even now unable to resist the opportunity to play with her. It made him feel more powerful. Even working as closely with him as she did, the Essex woman still had no idea of the existence of the liquid aphrodisiac. ‘Donald…’ she began in that posh accent of hers. Her sexy body shuffled on the seat beside him. ‘I… I don’t know…’ ‘Personally,’ he told her, running a hand over her knee. ‘I can’t understand how you held out for so long. I assume your husband. Then with each stroke i watch the eye open wider and then close.I watch as His head turns purple and the shaft bobs in eager anticipation of my warm lips. He sits up a bit now,to watch as his thick head slide into my wet lips, eager and warm. My morning gift to Him. Or His morning gift to me, i am not sure, and don't care. He burrows His cock into my throat, slides his fingertips through my tousled hair, but lets me have Him. He submits for this moment to the pleasure i am giving to Him. He.