I don’t even have the energy left to feel scared, and I don’t resist when it scoops me up under the knees and back, carrying me as easily as one w...uld a child. Without a single sound of effort, it turns back away from where we came, and continues to run through the forest, with me in its arms.I feel myself starting to drift, straying to the edge of sleep. Before I can drop off, the thing snarls out, “Don’t fall asleep. You mustn’t.”I shake myself awake, and look up to see its muzzle. “Why not?”. "May I make a suggestion. Or a couple of suggestions. The blindfold is fine, some really like it. But a gag can be fairly cruel for a person who has never worn one. I wouldn't want to subject you to what might be a very unpleasant experience your first time." I got in the idea that she would hopefully be coming back. "But, I would suggest that I might install a smaller ball gag during your last 30 minutes. That would give you an idea of what it felt like without chancing a very painful. I can’t resist nipping your bottom lip with my teeth.Sitting back up for a moment, you untie the cord of my bathrobe and pull it open, revealing my naked body. With a glint of mischief on your face, you tug the cord free, pull my arms above my head and bind my wrists, firmly, but not uncomfortably.I’m fully awake now; my body is on fire as it awaits your next move.I watch as you lower your head towards my breasts and begin to lick one of my nipples, then the other. Resting on your elbows, you. " She giggled as her new mother stuck out her tongue looking exactly like a thirteen-year-old doing it, then threw her a robe from behind the bathroom door.Dinner in the dining room that night was also a different experience for the girl. First, rather than sitting facing each other across the table, her new parents were sitting next to each other at the square table. At first she was puzzled but the reason quickly became clear: They had a shared physical need to touch one another. She realized.