I pulled on my bonds again. As I expected, they held sure. Ankles and arms, stretched wide to the bed's four posts. Held there by padded leather cuffs...and locked chrome chains. I wasn't going anywhere. How long I'd been here, I couldn't say. I tried counting how many times she changed the candles. I could keep count for a while, but by the time she was finished with her 'treatment' I couldn't think straight enough to remember what my running total was. The 'treatment'. What a euphemism. What. Veronica was tall, tan, and beautiful. She was probably 5’9” standing flat footed, and when she puts a pair of heels on her dynamite legs, you can’t resist looking at them. Most of the time she wore short skirts, either just about or several inches above the knee, to show off her long, tanned, silky-smooth, toned legs. When she walked in her high heels and short skirts around town, men would almost get whiplash from turning to check her out. Her tight round ass would shake side to side which. "Uh daddy, do you want me to... , uh, start?" she asked unsure of how to proceed. With all the other boys it was so simple, they were quick to go and quick to perform. She usually let them put the condom on while she quickly dropped her shorts, and then let them push into her immature sex. They never took more than a few minutes normally before they were filling the condom."No Princess, let me," he said as he reached out and stroked his palms along the tops of her shoulders and down her slender. “I know she does, she is a very naughty girl” As he said this, he again whacked Sofia with the paddle. This time, much harder than before. With each whack of the paddle, she could feel her pussy getting wetter. She could also feel her Masters cock getting harder. Oh, how she wanted to climb on top of him and let it enter her. Just then, she heard the click of stilettos’ in the hallway. “I thought you could use some refreshment,” Louise said. Charlotte was up and out of her chair in an.