My eyes rolled, my body vibrated and my juices continued to flow. I was still swinging so I continued to try for the remote. I saw that my head would ...wing right over the one and only button on the remote. The only choice I had was to press my face into the bag and hope some part of it pressed the button and turned it off. I clenched my hands, gritted my teeth against the ball gag and at the right time closed my eyes and pressed my head down onto the sandbag. RRRRRRMMMMMMMMM.. The food is getting cold." ... Like something. Say please." Please. Thank you. This looks wonderful." He hoisted a knife and fork from the tray, and started on the plateful."Don't get used to it." No? Lucilla, could I convince you to stay?" Uh uh. And I don't usually cook, either, so it wouldn't do you any good." Hell, I'd be willing to keep you as an ornament." I don't do that." Lucilla sat elegantly, perched on the corner of the bed, facing Lasco. "Either." What do you do?" Not sure I can. .. fragile.”She let it go and then pressed two fingertips between the eggs, moving them around, gently. That brought her fingertips to the base of his penis, where soft, pliable skin changed to something firm and unyielding.The whole shaft dipped, and then sprang back as she removed pressure from the base.Finally, she grasped the leaning column of flesh. She just held it for a bit, feeling the warmth it radiated, and that spongy/firm texture that was so fascinating. There was nothing on her. He had her lie face down on the bed. Her hands were tied behind her back. ?Bitch it is time you learned to better respect your Master? he once again exclaimed. With that he took a bag out from under the bed, unzipped it and pulled out a long, black crop. You could hear it swish through the air as he tested it. Her body tensed up as she had a good idea of what was about to happen. ?Every time my crop lands on your body you will thank me for sharing my leather with you by saying, Thank You.