He reaches for her wrists, removing the bandages and ice, inspecting them to make sure she can endure hours of bondage. ?I see your hands have recover...d Little One.? ?Yes Sir, they feel much better. Thank you.?He gently guides her to the wall. He removes her silk blouse, and unhooks the lace bra, sliding it down her arms and tossing it into a hamper in the far left corner of the stone room. Once her wrists were secured with fur lined leather straps attached to the wall. He unzipped her short. He had a rounded butt and hips up to a tiny waist ashe was bending over to insert the nozzle I was shocked to see very pertbreasts. I had to ask "Missy do you have breasts?" He turned to mecupping his hands on his chest smiling at me "I have boobies, I like myboobies they feel real good when I rub them, I love them, they give mea good feeling in my winky, do you want to rub them?" I declined butnoticed how small his penis was kinda like my 9 year old neighbors wasback in Chicago the. He resisted continuing his sweet torture, until her hands fell away and she lay drowning in pleasure beneath him. When her breasts were so sensitized that she could hardly bear even the touch of the air on them, he began to move further down her body. Dimly she sensed the urgency in him and marveled at how he could restrain it. All of his strength was focused strictly on her and her pleasure. He explored her inch by inch, tasting and caressing until she though she would go mad from the flood of. I feel the walls of her vagina gripping my dick, begging for more, which I gladly give as I pull out and thrust myself back into her. As I do this she screams my name once more, louder this time, and begins humping me as I do the same to her. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Kitty As my owner slowly builds up speed, I feel my body start to respond. My hips start thrusting upwards, my hands pulling at their restraints, trying to break free. He leans down and bites my neck hard, digging his.