. but only if You tell her to. You explained it once to me; You own me, everything i feel, and -whether i like or dislike something- You own that feel...ng to, and it is Your right to know what that feeling is. It is also Your right to decide if You wish to keep doing what i don't like, to persist in Your pleasure regardless of what Your property wants, or to re-work my mind so that i do like it. i am, actually, forbidden to bring myself to like something without orders, and there are some of. You didn't have to film me like that. You made me look like something I am not. Why did you do that, Mr. Ballard?"He stood there and, after putting his dick back in his pants, he zipped himself up and sat down. He said, "Well, it is like this, my dear. I'm in business to make money. Most people think I make it selling cars, but I don't. I would go under if I relied on these fucking cars. What I can rely on is you fucking bitches. I get paid a lot of money for tapes like this. I sell them to the. Hank is suddenly on fire. Like a dam bursting, he is bursting with desire and the need for control. He kisses her and she lets him, but he needs to feel more of a response than this. He needs some kind of acknowledgment of the ferocity of his need.Instinctively, the man tears open the top of her dress and slides his hand inside, seeking her warmth. He finds her breasts, heavy and full in his hand. He squeezes it. He massages it. He presses her against eh wall and kisses her, and squeezes her. I squirmed a bit in the comfychair. Partly because of my baby rash but also because it felt like I wassitting on a pillow, the diaper was so thick."Georgie, relax and stop squirming and answer my questions please. Ourtime is limited. Now, how do you feel when you are wearing the diapers atnight?"I think I answered her but my eyes were getting so heavy, I think Inodded off a bit. Then I felt something pushing me a little and looked upand saw the nurse, Sandra. "Wake up little one. Almost time to.