His hips gave a small jerk as she reached the underside of the head and in a flash, he felt her claws on the base of his balls. “No moooving,” she...quietly singsonged. Her tongue swiped lazily over the head as her claws gently danced over his balls, his fingernails were biting into his palms and he began to sweat with the effort to stay still.Her tongue left his cock to be replaced by her hand as she stood up, claws gently resting on his shaft as a reminder that no movement would be tolerated.. I have set this all up so I will get the results 20 minutes after a sample is submitted so you can come back to my house at noon. In the event that you are HIV positive, I will release you, so you can get care. Most of the others are curable. Wear normal bikinis tomorrow. Thongs are good but those you wore over today aren't right unless I tell you to wear them." Wendy, I want you to straighten the kitchen, load the dishwasher and sweep the floor. Put a pot of water on for spaghetti, on simmer.. ”He slid his dick out of me, to my relief and disappointment, and moved the desk so I was laying on it again. He unhooked my legs one at a time and chained them back to the floor, then worked the machine or whatever it was again so my arms were now free, then he chained my hands to the desk, forcing me to bend over and rest on my elbows, I was leaning over with my ass sticking in the air.“Now that's a good look for you. Looks like you won't be needing this anymore.”He grabbed the buttplug that. ”“Stop feeling sorry for yourself. Come out from under there and talk to me.” Randi’s words sounded harsh, but not her voice.She didn’t give me the chance. She pulled at the covers. I wasn’t expecting it, and when I grabbed for them, I missed. I had to settle for covering my head with my arms.“Stop it, Pat!” Randi barked. Then she goosed me.I ended up on the floor, looking up at her accusingly. She had a grin on her face. It did nothing, whatsoever for my ego.“Okay,” I finally said. “Make fun.