I long to be submissive, but Master has to remind me of my place. Often. It's generally my mouth that gets me in trouble, and yesterday was no exce...tion. We see each other as often as possible, but twice a month we get a hotel room for the entire moning. Master had brought toys for me, and I loved the nipple clamps, but when I saw the pussy weight, I told him "no" in no uncertain terms. Now Master is not a tyrant, and if I had sweetly told him that I was uncomfortable with them, things. I didn't know what to do, again, I wanted to get up and leave. I reached out and ran a finger from the wall to the tip of the cock, it jumped a little. I did this again and it was pushed through more. It was sticking out of the fly of some business pants, a slightly untucked shirt above it. I ran my finger down it again, and again, he must have been fully pressed against the wall now as it was entirely on my side of the hole. I felt nervous, dizzy, light headed, I was touch another cock for the. It was impossible for her to take it into her throat in that position but he didn't seem to care too much about that. The Doctor watched the scenery and decided, he would try to fit in between the guards to place his gigantic member between the equally gigantic tits that kept their shape no matter how the Dame was angled. At that point everybody seemed distracted.Dad had for a while wondered how to get the cuffs on the steel bar opened. They seemed very strong. He decided he couldn't. In stead. The train was at least 5 feet behind her. The waist was tight but not so that she couldn’t breathe. It outlined her 5’9 135lbs figure beautifully. Her waist length Auburn hair was piled neatly on her head with wisps of curls framing her face. She would have looked beautiful if not for the sadness in her deep blue eyes. Her father stepped in, caught his breath, and told her she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen aside from her mother. And that Lord Hunter was a very lucky man. She.