Letting yourself go, being bound is something completely different. Your helpless, and I used to think that was kinky and fun, but now it’s scary.�... ‘Jen, how many fantasies have you had about Bill?’ Jen stopped and looked at Beth. ‘Shit, that dream I e-mailed you about. I forgot about that.’ ‘That’s right, which is why I can’t understand your reluctance. You did dream all of this didn’t you?’ Beth asked. ‘Well, not all this, but yeah, I had one dream where I was bound by him.’ Jennifer said. One of the requirements for their employment is that they eat the special diet I provide them to enhance lactation and make the milk sweeter and better. They must also pump and stimulate their tits to make sure theres something for me when I suck them. I can happily suck an empty tit but a juicy tit is so much better, so good in fact that I always reward myself with a tit after I off a cunt. It calms me down after all the excitement and frequently leads to another great orgasm, sometimes. I wanted to give the P.I. a chance to see what he could come up with. Now it was just a waiting game. A little later that afternoon I got a call from Andrea, our neighbor. I knew it would be about Linda but I didn’t want to seem rude so I took her call. “Harry,” she started, “Linda told me what happened. She also told me you suspect her of cheating on you. I’ve lived next door from you guys for years, I believe I would know if Linda was cheating on you and I have never seen any evidence of. Cathy brought over a cup of coffee and put it on the corner of his workstation. Putting on her best and friendliest smile, she said, “You seem a lot more relaxed after your vacation.”“I am,” Mike said.She stood there a moment fidgeting while trying to decide what to say to him. Finally, she said, “I’m sorry that I used to think of you as Pervert John.”“Huh?” Mike replied rather confused by her apology.“You know -- when you used to come here and any time I came to your workstation there was a.