Over the rather bland hotel dinner we caught up on work – and Amy’s divorce. She had gone back home after our last training session and given her ...x an ultimatum. He didn’t, or couldn’t, do anything so she left him and filed for divorce as soon as busy season was over. Conversation drifted as we both realized that nothing had diminished in 7 months – and now there was no husband. ‘Take me back to my room?’ Amy asked as we finished dinner. ‘Sure’ I responded. As we were going up in the lift, I. When she came without permission she kissed my cheek and said, ‘I’m sorry Master, I still await your punishment.’ We watched her strut on all fours as the sexy Cheetah and her attack by a drunk and me throwing him out. As this was happening she laid her head on my shoulder and whispered, ‘You keep saving me, Master … why?’ I was tempted to quip something, but then I remembered when I pulled her whipped, bruised, beaten body from the trash pile where the scum in New Orleans had left her and then. Manche Bieter sehen so aus als ob sie es sich wirklich leisten k?nnen, andre eher nicht. Aber alle steigern sich rein und die Preise gehen regelm??ig ?ber zweihunderttausend. Manch einer soll auch schon kurz nach so einem Wahnkauf finanziell so arg in die Bredouille geraten sein dass ihm am Ende der Gerichtsvollzieher selbst das Halsband umgelegt hat. Na wenn das mal keine Ironie ist! Billiger geht nat?rlich auch: Eine Sklavin verliert ab drei?ig rasch an Wert und ist dann oft f?r unter. "Is that what you're going to wear?" Yup, is it okay with you?" Yeah, it's fine with me, but don't get mad at me if I drag you in the bushes and try to take advantage of you." Hmmm, sounds promising, maybe I'll run topless." Come on," Eddie chuckled, "Let's get going."We left the boat, warmed up and then started to run. It felt different running without my sports bra because my boobs bounced more than normal. Eddie would run along side of me for a ways, starting at my tits and then lag back. I.