Now he behaved just like a dog.I heard his soft steps, turned my head and wanted to get up to follow him, but he raised his hand. “Stay.” So, I s...ayed, watched him dry himself with a big towel. He reached for a new one and came back to me. I held out my hand, but he shook his head.Ever so gently he started to dry my wet skin. The towel was fluffy, his grip gentle but firm. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the treatment. When he was finished he patted my flank. “Come on.”Just for the fun of it I. Without any warning or reason, the uniformed woman had kicked Maria’s left ankle hard. That would hurt, of course, but it was the wire looped around the big toe that caused the dreadful shooting pain up her leg as the noose tightened and the wire cut into the flesh of her toe.?Just answer my questions, Jew. How old is your daughter there???Thirteen, she’s?.NOOOGGGHHH.?This time the kick caused the wire to literally cut a deep groove around the toe, and blood began to flow from Maria’s. Smirking almost. Odd."Finished! Love your shower." It was nice - we'd just had it done.I went into the bedroom to take my turn, undressed, and nearly died of embarrassment. Hanging on the radiator - put there by myself that very morning - was what Annie had presumably been smirking about. It was my favourite strap-on harness and a very large black dildo; I'd washed it in the bathroom after giving Mark a good seeing to, and then left it there safely to dry. Stupid, stupid, stupid.Ah well. Annie. He’d negotiated them fairly easily with the hope that the mood might swing the other way soon. So far it had. He’d worried that she would develop an aversion to sex, but she hadn’t so far. Indeed, since she’d stopped bleeding every month, he got more consistent sex than he’d ever had before. Which was quite fortunate, because Carolyn was looking even sexier than she had when he’d married her -- warm, sleek, full with his child. Even her melons, always her sexiest and most obvious feature, were.