She moved to feel the bonds holding her body, or to feel her body held by the bonds. She moved to see how relentlessly she was unable to get free.She ...asn't concentrating at all on the possible ways of getting free, but was just continuing to pull absentmindly on the four ropes binding her. She had thought and hoped of this ordeal so many times, that she wanted to make it last as long as possible.==============================================================DEAR READER, NOW IS A GOOD TIME FOR. She listed out questions, reread the material, Googled them to find any more information. There wasn't much. They seemed to be getting private funding from someone. Apparently they only had this single facility in Scottsdale. Not very helpful. She dressed conservatively for her appointment in a mid length grey skirt and white blouse, and added some 3 inch open toed heels. She was successful at avoiding her roommate all afternoon until 5pm when she headed to the front door to get to her. His amber eyes glowed and his long red tongue was hanging out, dripping doggy-slobber.Using his prick like a leash, Valerie dragged the hound closer to the couch. Cindy sat up and closed her legs."Keep that fucking dog away from my cunt," she said.Valerie had thought that the girl might enjoy a little tonguing from the dog, but now she realized that Cindy was not quite ready for that yet. There was no point in trying to break the girl in too fast, not with the whole weekend and, hopefully,. I whipped around and my suspicions were confirmed. It was my aunts house. Aunt Abby had always been my favorite aunt. She was a little eccentric and owned far more cats than I could countI had tried once, only to give up after passing the hundred cat markbut I loved her dearly. Every time I came over, she would offer me home-baked cookies and a tall glass of milk. I visited her at least once a day for most of my childhood. But, mere days after my eleventh birthday, she passed away. No one knew.