Please, pleaseplease. I'll do anything you ask but please don't hurt me like thatagain." Shut up!"Drag her to the bondage bench. She's really draggi...g her feet,resisting, pleading.Strap her in place, she knows what's coming. God is she scared! I'llseat her, strap her and then jack off. My cock needs relief. Walk away,get tools. Left boob this time.Smile at her. She can't see me through her tears. Take your time, buildsuspense. I forgot. I was going to suspend and flog her today. Oh. In fact, I didn’t know if she went to church regularly or not. She was home.“Joyce, there’s been a development; a surprise out of left field!”“About Jennifer?”“No, I did talk to her like you and everyone else told me to do. We’re done. I told her it was unlikely we could ever be more than friends, and even then, the trust issue is a problem. But that’s not the development. This morning Karin told me that she’s coming to visit next month.”“Just what I wanted, more competition!” she. .. and she meant it. She had not realized how much she missed this kind of touch. And although she never in a million years expected it would come from her son, her body was electrified.His mother's words prompted Ryan to move further. He turned his hand over. Palm down, he slid it to his mother's hip. He couldn't believe he was touching her in this way ... touching Any woman in this way for that matter. She felt so soft and wonderful. Ryan did what he had been wanting so much to do. He allowed. She got diamond earrings to compliment the rock on her finger and a mink coat when she complained she was cold. She wears French perfume that lingers in the air long enough to reveal that it is very expensive and to let everyone know that Gayle had been there long after she had left the room. She got the patio furniture she wanted, the expensive set that was not even on sale. She got implants and liposuction last year and her husband, Glenn, tied a big, red bow on a shiny, new, black Lexus 400h.