..good slave.Pull on your nipples, and make it good, because I need to see your hips buck and belly pulse to know that you are really ready for what's...next. Taking up the crop again, I take one quick swipe right between you legs, it soaks the leather with your juices. I bring it up, allow you to smell yourself, then rub on your lips so that you can taste your sex. I let you drop the chain onto the crop's stick, and instruct you to lick the end clean. I tip the crop up so that the chain slide. Diana will probably bring some coffee over shortly."Diana didn't bring coffee, but she brought everyone else. She and the girls engaged Margaret in conversation before any of them sat down. Wainwright had been standing to Jeff's left, and he casually walked past the recliner as if going over to look out the glass wall. As he passed Jeff, he reached down and raised the towel up, then froze as he looked at the wound."Oh, hell," Wainwright softly said, then louder, "What's that on your shoulder,. . Darling... I can't have any more babies." She blurted out the last in a rush, and broke down, sobbing convulsively.When Rick just continued to hold her tenderly and stroke her platinum mane, she finally stopped sobbing and looked up at him through her eyelashes. Encouraged by what she saw, she asked, tentatively, "You don't hate me, do you?" HATE you? What? Why... Why ever would you think that?" I know how important children are to you, and to the ranch. Adoré can't have any more, and. She said nothing, after looking down between his legs. It seemed just another walk in the park for her. She seemed all too proud to have her job in any case. ‘Jessica, how are you today,’ asked Sue. They seemed to talk endlessly about their personal lives. Jessica did mention that she was spending her whole life changing diapers, from her c***dren to the residents where she worked. Sue only felt pangs of envy, stating that she wished she had c***dren. All this while the urine in Matt’s over.