You didn't sound all that interested in humiliating them or doing severe pain."Curt does not, in the slightest, want to be seriously dominated. In fac..., being bound scares him. The two of us thought, though, that if I were present, he'd feel safe with a fair bit of scening in the bedroom. There are a few things that he likes a lot, which aren't submissive or humiliating in his head -- but what he and I think of as naughty, wicked, or something like that."Betty looked at us. "I'm ethical about. “Shit!” I cursed, angry at myself for being so careless. With no way of calling for help and being new in the area, I decided to visit my neighbors for any help they could render.When I arrived at their front porch, I noticed there was no doorbell, at least none that I could see so I rapped my knuckles on the door. There was no answer, and my knuckles were becoming sore, so I decided to go round to the side of the house, perhaps if I could shout hello through the kitchen window someone might. In one swift motion, she angled her arm, realigning the broken limb with a snap and a crack.A massive scream passed Korsa’s lips, the pain of the reset too much for even her to contain. Using her fingers, Inari delved into the wound, checking for anything that might have stopped the bone from lining up into place. Finding that the bone was joined together again, she removed her fingers and reached for the Med-Gel. Applying a large dollop to the wound, the Gel automatically went to work.It. ." he let the word hang there, knowing she was giving him a line but he suspected most of it was true. He took out his keys and selected one, saying, "Let's get inside and get comfortable."Warren unlocked the door, and ushered Glenda inside. She walked in and removed her raincoat and handed it to Warren. She wore a striking black cocktail dress held up by thin straps. Warren got a glimpse of abundant cleavage as she sank down into a white leather couch. Glenda crossed her legs and her dress.