Mistress Ann guided me toward a metal hook hanging from the ceiling. Shetook the handcuffs from the box and laid the box to the side. She toldme "On y...ur knees bitch." I did as commanded as she fastened one cuffaround my right wrist and then looped the handcuff chain around themetal hook from the ceiling. She then cuff my left wrist so that both myarms were stretched above my head. My collar chain was pulled taught andlatched to a bolt in the floor below me. This kept me immobile as. It is heaven. For both! I'm on my knees on the floor but sort of extended out so that even though her legs went up over my shoulders, she is not in a contorted position, but rather laying out. My hands have slipped under her hips, giving them support as I lift them in the air. There is no doubt that I had complete control of her and I'm welcome to it, as she encouragingly whispers softly to me with her moans. " Ye-e-s-s-s, ye-e-e-s-s-s-s." It is soft, but it is very distinguishable. I slow down. His cock was ready to explode and unable to stop he erupted a good shower of spunk at least three times. ‘I’m not far behind you she gasped. Ram everything up, there’s a good boy. Granny just loves being fisted’. With his hand right up her sloppy hairy cunt, she climaxed good and proper. After cleaning themselves up and resting, then drinking several cups of coffee Sylvia went and sat on the sofa. Seeing her open her fat wrinkled legs and showing off her now very wet cunt again made little boy. I didn't just order her to go, though. I gave her a day and a time and warned her that if she didn't obey there would be consequences. Of course it was an empty threat and we both knew it. I could only punish her if she let me.The day would be Sunday and the time would be after her husband and father-in-law were scheduled to leave for Atlanta.I then considered the various methods available to me of taking control of her, assuming she would obey and she actually showed up at the store as.