I looked down where for the first time in my life I saw my pussy physically squirting its nectar. The whole of my body continued to tremble and shake... I reached down in an attempt at trying to push him away, my clit now so sensitive I was unable to bear anymore of this intolerable pleasure, but he was having none of it. He held me down where each time he flicked and drew his tongue across my throbbing clit my body convulsed from the extreme pleasure. Now, even my thighs had started to spasm.. Joan snapped at her daughter to bring her favorite pick me up, a gin and topic, and Emily had brought it, but wasn't paying attention and stumbled. Half of it, ice cubes and lemon peel spilled on her mother's dress. Joan was furious, grabbed Emily and slapped her hard. She cried out and fell to her mother's feet, crying. Joan looked down. at first she was going to apologize, comfort her, but the sight of her daughter there kneeling, the streaks of red on her face, her begging eyes. She reached. Now her breasts was in level with my eyes. Her nipples hard and protruding. I held her wrist where she was tied. “I will not get tired of looking at your tits…” “But they are so small…sir..” Did I just sense her shifting gear, so to speak? Was she wanting to take it a bit further? “They are absolutely perfect for a woman with your body..In fact, even talking bad about your tits will earn you a punishment…the next time” I was trying to see a reaction. There was none. I gently let my finger. I knew what was coming of course. Shetied my hands behind me to the bedpost, tied my legs to the bedpost,shoved the panties in my mouth and sealed my mouth shut with anotherscarf tying it around the bedpost also. The final scarf went around myeyes blindfolding me and tying my head to the bedpost also."I'm sorry to have to tie you up Lisa but Mary Jane suggested I rewardyou for your deeds to me. And besides that I certainly do not want youwandering around my house as I nap. I'm sure you can.