We all watched as he lifted the device and moved it into the disposal truck. He pushed a button and the straps were released so he retracted the cable...and pushed another button that slid the giant lid in place over the container.The bomb squad guys went back in to pack their equipment. The one tech said, "Just to be sure, have your men completely check this place to make sure there's nothing else."Sandy and I left to head back to the Federal Building, leaving this site to the FBI's direction.. He ran the leather straps down her body, before striking her breasts. He did that until the were streaked and red, and then he laid the flogger down on her stomach. He took more photos, and then he went to the chest once again and pulled out the body paint. He scrawled in big black letters across her chest and stomach, Daddy's Slut. He snapped a photo of her laying streaked, red, and wrote on. He pulled her up and unbuckled his belt. He wrapped it around her neck like a collar and removed his. “Turn around,” I told her, once she opened her eyes. Her eyes threatened to close, rolling back a little at the command, as she delicately turned on her heel. With her back to me, she looked back over her shoulder to see me taking my shaft in my hand once more. I was tracing the line of her arched back with my other hand. I easily heard the quiet, shuddering whimper Jenna was desperate to cover up. I laughed. “Push your arse out,” I ordered. The material of her dress strained as her body. ‘Trish, you have to understand,’ he said. ‘There is no way I can have a sexual relationship with you. First of all, it’s against the law. Second, even if it wasn’t against the law, I wouldn’t take advantage of you like that.’ Trish’s face contorted into a pout. ‘So you’re saying you won’t get it on with me?’ she huffed. ‘Is that it?’ ‘Trish, I couldn’t do it, even if I wanted to,’ Ben said. ‘Can’t you see that?’ The minute he said it, he realized the girl might take a view of what he’d just.