My legs were held together by a belt and pulled almost to my chest by a strap a connected to the ottoman. What in the hell. My weakness was caused by ...rugs this I could diagnose at this point I wasn't familiar with the sensation though. My balls were hurting, I could feel it now all the adrenaline was counteracting whatever that asshole Jace had given me. I realized there was little point in struggling though, I was fully pinned down and couldn't think straight for more than a minute. My vision. You have earned your reward.” Despite the pain I was in, hearing these words brought a small smile to my lips. I had pleased my master. I had taken my punishment well, and I had learned my lesson. I was still cuffed to the stool, but I heard him place the riding crop back on the desk. Then his rough hands circled across my hot ass cheeks, smoothing away some of the sting and pain, but reminding me at the same time that my ass was now his. “Aaaaahhhhh” I sighed, as I felt his thick fingers. What will it be like to see you finally? To feel you against me, just to touch you. Ohh I just can't think about it, the feelings are so overpowering. I walk silently through customs and through into the cool air-conditioning of the main terminal of Maryland airfield. I am wearing your favourite items of my clothing. My white shirt is open all except one button; the gold square that holds the cups of my black satin style bra together is clearly visible. The light blue jeans, which you have. So once I’d given us both a measure of protection from other vehicles which may arrive at the scene, I ran back to where the girl was still lying motionless in the road. I carefully put my ear to her chest, and I could instantly hear her heart beating. This brought about such a rush of adrenalin, I almost shouted for joy. Then I realised I had to do something to move her. But they always say don’t move anyone who’s had an accident. I was in a real dilemma, and I’d decided, injured or not she’d.