.."Turning to my right I saw Sheel and Treeya standing behind us. If I had paid attention I would have known Treeya was awake because both pups, Dugut...and Nugut had quickly scurried away to greet her."Hmph," Sheel repeated, "So a little early morning..." but then she stopped abruptly in mid-sentence. I could only guess that she had spotted the tearstains covering Roya's cheeks."Roya? What's wrong? Are you all right?" Sheel asked with concern in her voice, as both she and Treeya quickly closed. That was a lot to do in an hour, but by the time she was due home I was clean, shaved, dressed as instructed, and helplessly bound with the music blaring, fully on display in the middle of the living room. There I waited.It seemed like more than an hour before she came home. Though with the music playing so loud and the leather hood covering my ears, I couldn’t hear her come in. I only knew she was home when I felt her hand lift my dress, rub my ass, and give it a little slap. Then I could feel. " On screen somebody was fucking her asshole. Whoever the camera man was he had made some attempt at trying to make it interesting. The camera panned from from her asshole and up and over her back to see her face, a face with a big smile on it. I let go of her wrist and helped her up and on to the couch, I made sure I pulled her close to me."Lynn, we're not bargaining here, you can suck and fuck me and get 5 a week or I can dupe the tape and mail it out to friends and neighbors. Look, you're. That's why I'm familiar with Asian food." You didn't need to tell me that; I knew as soon as we started eating." How?"I nodded to her chopsticks. "By the fact that you're using them as well as if you've been using them for your whole life." I didn't think of that. Chopsticks are almost as second nature as forks and knives are for me."After doing the dishes (I washed and she dried), we watched a movie she had brought with her. "'Meet Joe Black.' Hmmm, good taste," I had commented. "One of my.