We always seemed to be on the clock and at any time she could get a call that one of her three girls was sick, needed a article for school dropped off... or on the rare chance her husband wanted to see her. If they had sex it was usually in the morning or after he went out drinking with male friends on the island of palm beach and sometimes one or two of the men would stay over due to the strik dui patrol or so they said. WE found out early on that we both like two or more men on one girl and. A hand. A white hand.She put the cylinder back where she’d found it, closed the chest, and replaced the lock. Slipping the pin into her sleeve rather than taking the time to rearrange her hair, she undertook the riskiest part of her venture and pressed her ear to the door. There was no sound from the hall. Pulling it open just the barest crack, she peered out. No one! Hastily, she slipped out and away, letting the thick door close behind her with an echoing thunk that seemed deafening to her. I pounded the cage with the flat of my hand, making the whole structure boom."Quiet!" I commanded. A few snuffles and then silence. I settled back and waited. According to my alarm clock it took seven minutes for her to start crying again. I rolled out of bed.The carpet beneath my feet was warm and yielding. The air conditioned air was crisp against my skin and my whole body felt fuzzy, as if I was moving in all directions at once. I love punishing my slaves.Unhooking her hands was the work of. . Iknow that's probably early to ask things like that, but, well, I've hadmy heart broken before." she finished, looking away and at the ground,her face coloring a bit. I grabbed her hand and squeezed it gently, as Ithought for a minute before I answered her. "I..., I'm not sure to behonest. I don't dislike being Paul. I don't feel like I have to not behim, you know? But I kind of think I like Chloe better." I smiled a shysmile, as I looked over at her. "To be honest, I've been consideringsome.