He’d say, ‘You know how bad you are, right?’ I’d nod again, feeling my pulse quicken. He’d nod, too. ‘Take them off,’ he’d say. I’d ...lowly slip off the soiled panties and give them to him. He’d hold them for a second, considering, and then tell me to open my mouth. I’d do it, obediently, and he’d tell me to stick out my tongue. I would, and he’d put the soiled front of the panties against my tongue, and tell me to close my mouth. He’d take the other ends of the panties and tie them around the. She couldn’t believe she wasletting him do this. Wanted him to do this. Not that shehad a choice. He was right about the strength of her bonds.His hands were on her hips now, slipping beneath theknotted ribbons – oh my God, knotted ribbons. That’s allthat protected her from his gaze. And they didn’t stayknotted for long. He untied them and slowly, tenderly –removed the last trace of her clothing. A small moanescaped her lips as his fingers traced the outline of whathe’d uncovered, caressing her. "Then we wouldn't have even considered it ourselves." And besides," Lawrence added, "We've enjoyed our previous evenings with your wife and she's never betrayed our trust."Karen couldn't help but blush at the words. Both at the compliment and the implied meaning of what "previous evenings" had entailed."My husband is just as safe, if not more so." Karen added, smiling at Paul."Well then, it's decided." Lawrence nodded. "But right now I need to get back to my office." I'll look forward to your. "I'm a convicted whore."Jim shook his head and took her face in both his hands."Rose, you are Mrs. Tremayne, the wife of one of the richest men in town. This is the West. There are no 'old families' here. Justice Pilkins' wife was born as an Ohio farmer's daughter; at least that's what I heard. You and Mandy will fit in here."Taking a deep breath, Rose nodded."I'll have to try. Perhaps, Mandy can teach me more of good behavior." Your behavior is just fine, Rose. Remember, I know of such things..