’ he replied. Looking at her watch she took a travel mug of coffee and headed to work. Her car, her Lexus she corrected herself waited. The thong fe...t strange, and the pants rubbed on her ass and that felt strange. The two inch heels made her feel different. She had put a little blush on in addition to her lipstick, and she checked her lipstick in the mirror. It was becoming habit she noticed. Lisa was at her desk going over things from last week, things that were going to carry over when she. "There! You get your tongue up where his cock's been; you should get a good taste of it, I don't think he bothered washing before he fucked me, he was so excited and it's so hot and sticky today." Clara sneered with spiteful satisfaction as Fenton's tongue began to lick the salty morsels from her divinely scented cunt. Clara's well used slit throbbed with satisfaction as she gained an immense erotic thrill, watching her bound and helpless captive squirm about as he gratefully devoured the seed. She jerked the chain and I grunted with the pain. I knew why and rephrased it “ Their sore….Mistress”. “Good” Mistress smiled “ I will let you out of them, would you like that slave?”“Yes Mistress I would like that please” I was starting to be controlled by the Mistress and in front of an audience of one. Mistress reached up and removed the Butterfly clamps from my now aching nipples. With the removal of the constricting clamps blood started to pump back into my nipples and it caused more pain. The driver, Trent Kahn, who was critically injured in the one car accident on Tuesday, died today at Mt. Simon Hospital. Police indicated that alcohol was involved and that Mr. Kahn had three previous DUI convictions."Marsha's heart sank for a brief moment. Even after all he had done to her, his death came as a shock. She had never wanted him dead, only out of her life. Now he was gone.Her grief, although genuine, was tempered by the fact that her torment was at an end. He had taunted her that.