His hands made their way down my body again, desperately now, one arm on the outside of my dress and one underneath, scooping my body up in his strong...arms, and placing me on top of him, he slid inside of me with such ease, I was so wet, I engulfed his cock whole and I couldn’t help but whisper to him. “Please just fuck me…” I wanted to wrap my arms around him to pull him deeper inside of me but I couldn’t because they were still bound above my head, I wrapped my bare legs around him, and. It fits through black loops atthe waist and like the ones around the collar, once the item is in place,you cannot see the loops. My mother pulls the three inch wide belt tightaround my waist and buckles it making my tiny waist look even morediminutive. She stands me up, looks me up and down, smiles and then says, "Go put onyour high heels!" I stand there petrified. I swear I just felt some sort ofgurgling in my abdomen. Something about the shoes seems to make it worse. Igrab the shoes and begin. Candleford realized right away why his "under-the-bed" double locked valise always seemed to missing small amounts of cash on a regular basis.They all crowded in to see what was inside the chest.Mr. Candleford drew out a cluster of rolled-up maps that gave geo-coordinates and areas marked with various colored marking pens. It was all a big bust as far as most of them were concerned with the possible exception of Mr. Candleford who was looking at the maps with undisguised glee on his face.. " Master said as he relaxed into sleep.Jeannette lay down and relaxed, her own body's exhaustion taking her to sleep."Slave." Master Paul said some time later."Yes Master." Jeannette said automatically."It's morning, go to the showers, and clean yourself. You have passed your live sleeping test. I am very pleased." Paul said."Thank you Master." Jeannette said as she hustled to carry out his instructionsWhile the slaves were showering, Devon met with them in control and outlined any changes..