I dragged the stump and the roots out to the front of the house and then went inside to get some water and a bite to eat.I poured myself a glass of wa...er and took a big drink. I heard my mom coming down the stairs. She joined me in the kitchen, wearing only her bathrobe."I didn't wake you up with the chopping did I?" I asked."No," she said, "don't worry about it." She poured herself a glass of water. "So how many points have you earned today?" 39 so far," I said."Hmm . . ." she said,. “I’m Chloe, nice to meet you.”“Kevin,” I answered, extending a sweaty palm for her to shake.‘Chloe. Of course, she has a name like Chloe. Look at her, she’s not boring in the slightest. No plain Jane or Mildred here. Chloe,’ I thought to myself as I mentally appraised her. She bore the distinction of being someone that possessed a classically beautiful face. A face that would not be out of place in a Medieval drama or historical romantic romp. A face that would be right at home in a period. “Now for some additional restraint.”Tracey felt pretty helpless as it was. What the hell else was the girl planning to do to her?“These,” she said, a cruel smile on her face, “are tit collars. They will be secured over Tracey’s big tits. Unlike the other restraints in which she finds herself, these will not be simply uncomfortable; they will be positively painful for her.”Fuck you, thought Tracey. Why are you enjoying this caper so much? Not that there was anything she could do about it. Maria. "I struggled to pull away as she slid a hand up under my dress. The womanrewarded my struggles with a stern slap of my ass, even through the thickspandex of my girdle the spanking stung. "Disobeying Mistress will bepunished young lady," she spoke in a stern and commanding voice. Hernails scraped along the tops of my stockings as she probed her way underthe opening of my girdle. She reached my groin and rubbed over thesmooth gusset of my panties. "Well nothing belonging to a young manhere,.