"No, leave it. I like your face wet like that."The young girl was finally beginning to understand what being a sub was all about. Every time her pussy...clenched within the vibrating chastity belt, she was reminded of her new status. It was her duty to please and it was her Mistress's duty to determine when Laura would be allowed pleasure.Laura's leg started to shake in response to the constant teasing of her cunt. "Please?" she whispered, looking up hopefully. She grew scared as she saw the. ”The survival-training rumor made more sense than a previous bit of gossip — Wexler was holed up at the tip of the continent, Key West. One road in from the mainland, one road out.If that rumor were true ... well my job would be simplified. I told Matt — pillow talk — “I’ll approach from the water, not by land. I’ll use my submarine, have it drop me in a CRRC Zodiac. I’ll get close enough and swim under water, using my closed-circuit breathing gear so there won’t be any bubbles. Piece of. Nice. Very nice in fact. She had shoulder-length brown hair and a tight body. It was summer and she looked beautiful in her white shorts and tight yellow top. She had a lovely fit bum and nice tits. I left it a day and went round to say hello, you know - see if she wanted to borrow a cup of sugar - that sort of thing. I knocked on her front door. I waited a minute. Her front lawn needed some attention. I just stared. I looked at her face and it was like… no that’s stupid. I had been on Lush a. Everything will be alright.She went to the livingroom and turned on the television. The news was on every local channel. The screen showed a massive storm that covered Illinois all the way to Ohio. She hadn't even seen the worst of the storm. She sat down on the sofa.Just outside of her house, a tree fell causing the power in Samantha's house to go out. "Just friggin peachy," she said aloud, lighting a few candles. The bright flashes were toned down by the curtains over the windows. The thunder.