I get myself dressed and get into my car. Still reeling off the night before, don’t remember the drive to the hospital. When I get to the emergency ... check in with Bonnie. Needless to say I’ve been here before.“Another conquest?” Bonnie retorts. I lean in close over the desk, “Want to be one?” I whisper.“Not today,” she replies but her blushed cheeks say otherwise. I’ve been hunting Bonnie for three years now. I see her every two or three months whenever my lust for pain is too much for my. To my chargrin I was restrained from expulsion by a butt plug attached to a harness. I was whining as she commanded me to retain this, sharing with me I would not know for how long, perhaps, she smiled for up to a half-hour and by this time I would be in tears! During all of the above enema injections she chose to give me corporal punishment at the same time! She has well over 100 instruments for this including many leather and the much-hated rubber straps with their inherent accumulative. This tiny thing bent over, skirt up, pink panties covering the sexiest little ass he had ever seen. The panties were tight, and he could see the swell of the mound they covered, along with the crease running down the center. His fingers slid along the crease, pushing the panties into it, making it more pronounced. His hand slid between those small thighs, his thumb pushing against the panties, where the tiny little pucker was hidden. I felt myself tremble slightly at his touch, thinking, “I. Annie fell to her knees and in the cool wet grass trying her best to breathe as normally as she could. Mr. Johns checked out Annie and the little boy while Mr. Evans checked on Gloria and the little girl. Annie eyes widen then she yelled what about Grandma! The other neighbors who were trying to put out the fire came over to them family saying things like Praise God and Hallelujah. Both Annie and Gloria now began to scream where’s grandma? Don’t worry she’s just fine said Mr. Evans. She was so.