Taking my right hand, I grabbed her pussy lips between my thumb and index finger and felt its sponginess. I wiggled her pussy lips in my fingers and s...e squirmed and reflexively closed her legs.“Open your legs Candi,” I told her. She slowly did so. Her eyes searched mine and I could tell she had no idea what was next. Taking my hand, I gently cupped her mound and pussy lips and wet my hand with her juices. Slowly moving my hand up and down between her legs brought her butt off the seat and a. I do not want tight dresses, nicely flared is to be the fashion. Finally, do you not agree,you must be severely punished for your misdeeds. I wish to see evidence of real contrition. So after your dress spree, I want you each separately to go to the bondage store down by the harbour, and buy restraints for your wrists and ankles, a leather collar and leash, a gag of your choice, and an instrument of punishment, which should reflect on how seriously you repent. You will also specifically ask. Apparently Glynnis was one of the readers, and said she liked it. I don’t remember it, it might have been passable. I liked to write then. So I got to meet her over coffee in the Union. I was anticipating something very special. She was a shrunken, elfish little girl. Her bright, happy face was like an angel in a Renaissance manuscript. I looked away from the skirt that fell limply over her wasted legs. Her arms were thin but strong. She seemed at one with the wheelchair, as if they had been. I look at him with an anxious expression. “Shhh…Don’t worry. Close your eyes, relax your mind, and just feel.” I compliantly do as he asks for some mysterious reason. The hot summer sun has heated my skin so when another freezing ice cube hits my skin it’s unbearable but wonderful at the same time. The ice moves down my arms, in-between and under my breasts. He slowly draws the ice cube near my nipple making it hard and erect. In lazy unrushed motions, Adam moves the cold melting ice around.