Utterly, utterly lost. A defeated calm descended on thenaked woman and she felt Miranda attach cuffs to herankles, no need to worry now. Now it was ou... of hercontrol, Miranda was in command. This young, twenty-three year old woman controlled her money, herproperty, her mind and now… she controlled her bodyas well. Jane went limp.Miranda dragged the bound, naked woman onto her bed andlaid her face down. ‘What you should have done bitch…’ the blonde said,her breath. Back then I liked using it although our flat was on the second floor. “Tomblike thing,” she said matter-of-factly and fixed her eyes on the ceiling. “But it works, that’s important,” I answered. My gaze slid around her figure. She was 5’3’ tall, had nicely rounded forms and cute face. I doubted she weighed more than 110 pounds. Her long black hair spilled freely over her shoulders. The elevator creaked , and then stopped between the fourth and the fifth floor. There was a strange humming. Or maybe I did care and wanted it in my mouth. Either way his hips lifted a bit and the first blast coated my tongue. I swallowed but there was a lot of cum and some must have dripped out. When it finally stopped I sat up thinking about what I had just done. I felt guilty about it; I also wanted to do it again. I returned to a sitting position and looked around to see if we had been watched as the k** zipped himself up and we talked a little about what had happened. He promised to do me. "Yes?" I said awkwardly."You any good at half marathons?" he said."Yes, Dot often makes me run to the village, that's fourteen miles or so." See there's one on Saturday and Harry Wallace's daughter is favourite, he's a cocky sod." Right, and what's in it for me?" Comfy bed, bit of bar work, no more training till Saturday, oh and best bit, I won't screw you on way home." One condition," I suggested, "I want to get absolutely sozzled, I haven't been drunk for ages." Good Lass, Warrinder's.