I guess those people that went to such things loved to watch other people making fools of themselves because it made them feel so good to think they w...uldn't be so dumb.I heard the squad car pull up outside and I figured the happy couple were back from eating up at the Cracker Barrel with the nice fireplace just a roaring in the huge dining room. I always liked the Cracker Barrel restaurant because the food was pretty good and the price was cheap. Besides, it had this nice store attached with. You see, I just ended my little girly week, and that can have an affect on the taste. Even though I am very clean.”“I have no problem taking you in the shower and cleaning you up first.”“Mmmm. You just made me wet. Damn you! I’m trying to drive!”“Ha ha. Sorry.”“You’re not sorry. And I should warn you about something too.”“Oh? And what’s that?”“I have a tendency to bite, and scratch.”“Well, at least I don’t have to worry about the scratching part.”“How so?”“You can’t scratch if your hands are. I was smiling in joy from ear to ear. Before going to the Club, the purple stripes on my ass had now changed to pink. We ate, then I cleaned the bedroom and we sat in the living room. As usual I was on my knees while she instructed me in the rules of the Club. She said she wouldn’t whip me anymore, unless in extreme circumstances. She didn’t like me to suffer strong pain and to be marked so badly. Knowing that I would accept this without question, but yet she thought it wouldn’t be needed. I. .I...I will get my bag, that’s it? she thought to herself ?get my bag and put on a - oh god!? she thought, as she looked down, and truly realised how stiff her nipples had become, how little imagination her train companions needed to see her excitement. She stood, reaching over her head into the luggage rack. ?What on earth is this doing here?? she thought to herself, as she felt thick rough strands rub across her wrists, and she encountered what appeared to be a length of rope resting on her.