He didn't do that, though. Hiroto Nakimura didn't actually beat his wife.Rather, he used the flat, leather tip of the crop to tap her vulva. Over the ...ears he had become an expert at "beating" her clitoris until she had a sobbing orgasm. And she had become expert at sobbing realistically. In fact, she played her husband's emotions like a harp, plucking here, twanging there. He reciprocated by playing her body, which included biting her nipples while she was restrained and helpless.He would. " She looked hard at me. "If for no other reason than our very real concern for your safety. Should you decide you must depart, then we will escort you, restrained if we believe it necessary, to meet with and return you to your parents, or to turn over to the state as a child in need, whichever you choose. When you turn sixteen, we will, if you request, petition for your emancipation, and release you without conditions when the petition is granted." I felt myself being picked up, and I found. She was breathing deeply but otherwise she sat quietly looking down at her hands. “It's very bright in here,” she said. The mid-afternoon sun came unfiltered through my windows, splashing the room with a white glow. I went to the windows and drew the curtains. They couldn't block out all the light, but they did soothe it to a golden haze. I turned around in time to see her slip something into the pocket of her skirt. I walked over to Jenn and stood in front of her. She continued to look at her. Marnie smiled back at me. "But you have to eat to keep your strength up for later; after all I'll be missing you and my little friend all day." Hey, not so much of the little! You can do a guy's ego a lot of damage talking like that, you know." I replied, with a playful hurt expression on my face."Oh go on with you, you know he's plenty big enough for me." She said grinning, and gave me a gentle kiss on the end of my nose. "Now get off to work, I've got to get ready for the office or I'm going.