“I have to see you again. You have bedeviled me, and I cannot stand to be away from you.”Marguerite tried to pull herself free. “Please, let me ...o. I need to go back to my husband.”“Look in my eyes and tell me you do not feel it,” Jacques demanded.“I do not feel it!” Marguerite declared.“Look in my eyes and say that!” Jacques insisted, lifting her chin and meeting her gaze.She stared at him for several long seconds, then whispered, “I cannot.”“I was lost the moment your lips met mine. Why do. “Bitch needs a lesson,” she said. “Again.”She unhooked the leash and began hooking Grace’s harness to wires hanging from the ceiling. She pulled her slave’s arms behind her back and bound them together with padded leather cuffs. Then she hit three buttons to actuate unseen motors in the ceiling, pulling Grace off the ground so her legs hung down freely at a right angle to her torso with her hands straight and pulled about two feet above her ass.Not satisfied, Janice put cuffs on Grace’s ankles. Add to this the fact that Marjory and Kenny spent several weekends with us during this period. They also let us know that they intended to make Saint Andrews their first choice of university so that they would continue to be with us when we set out on that venture.As the day of Rebecca's seventeenth birthday approached plans were made for another party at Luccini's, this time using the new private suite that they now had for small functions of up to fifty people. All the members of the group. I turned to see them all looking at me. I guess they were expecting to see my boobs, LOL. I was having fun and feeling naughty and carefree, not being especially careful how I sat. I’m sure they saw my bush a lot. I was getting really horny. They guys started talking about the bachelor party they were going to throw for Paul. He was younger and new to the company, but seemed nice. He was quiet, and seemed shy. I think they all wanted to do the best for him because he had gotten his gf.