We begin, we have our session, and we end. I don't want to betray my ancestors by returning to bondage. It's a touchy subject for me," Tanya explained...while flashing him just a little of her pussy through her open thighs."Sessions, plural. In which you do as I ask, not as a slave, but as an assistant. There's a difference. Oh, and by assistant, I mean at least partly in helping train Celia to serve me properly. Meaning that you'll top as much as you'll bottom," Dan proposed."Can I make her eat. The strain across her lower belly was excruciating. Every muscle in her crotch was pulled taut. Just breathing disturbed them enough to titillate her.God! What was Manuel waiting for? She couldn't wait to feel his prick digging into that tight hole, tearing her apart.She knew she was going to scream with pleasure. Now that he was half drained, he'd take longer. He'd pound her until she was whimpering with exhaustion, and she wanted it! Lying on that table, feeling the rough ropes that held her. The story turned from Devon, Phoenix, and me to the cop's family and funeral. The cops closed the case and put it away. They had not found the locker so the thief must have paid in cash, giving me a window to investigate.I unlocked the storage locker and opened the door. The lamp was in the middle of the locker on the floor. I sighed with relief ... too soon.Devon ran by me and picked up the lamp."No!" I yelled.Phoenix put her hand on my shoulder and tried to turn me. "It's okay, Michael.". It was her day off today, so she wasn't wearing her usual work uniform, but rather she wore a light sweater which formed tightly around her slender figure with jeans to match. Her long brunette hair, which was so rich in color and shine, that it looked like it was straight off the cover of a box of hair dye, was let down over her shoulders. At only thirty-six years old, she maintained a youthful look that betrayed her real age. Quite often she was mistaken for being in her late twenties and it.