It helps me stay in shape.”“Keep doing whatever you’re doing,” Melissa said thinking that he looked pretty well put together.Taking a swallow ...f his soup, Jack said, “I’ll try.”Melissa took a bite out of her sandwich and watched him eat. He noticed her watching him and asked, “How’s your lunch?”“It is okay. I packed a turkey sandwich,” she said holding up her sandwich.“Care for some chips?” Jack asked sliding the container across the table. He took another bite out of his sandwich.“Don’t mind. I am semi hard, “Let’s wake you up a little,” she says as she pulls my jeans down and goes to her knees. She shows me her fangs and bury them into my thighs, I see a drop of blood falls from my thighs as I again feel paralyzed from her bite. At the same time, I see my semi become a raging hard on. She releases her bite, licks the blood up and looks at me, “that’s much better.”Her fangs soon disappear as she engulfs my hard cock into her mouth, getting the tip at first then going half way down. She lifted the boot to her face and spit on the dried mud. ‘Maybe that will help,’ she laughed, handing me the boot. As I gingerly licked at her spit, she removed her other boot and then got up and crossed the room again. Again I heard her rustling around in the shadows and again she returned with a new way to torture me – a rubber body bag. She spread the bag out on the floor and unzipped it. ‘Get in.’ she said. I climbed inside and she stood over me, straddling. Again, she did the same to the other leg but pulled further out. You complied easily, anything to stop the pain in your wrists.Slowly, you were lowered until you were barely standing on the balls of your feet. The release in your wrists was staggering and you felt like you might cry just from the relief. But you suddenly noticed that you couldn’t move your legs inward or out – and the only relief for your wrists was in the exact spread pose that you were in now.“Well at least she trimmed.