My abused gash grew as sensitive as an open wound. Carl’s strumming slowed to a three finger massage of gentle figure eights. Pleasant as it might h...ve otherwise been I was excruciatingly sensitive. I moved my hand to his wrist and held him still.“Damn.” He carefully lifted his other hand from my mouth.“Ditto.”“Ditto?”“Yeah what you said. Was I screaming?”“Yes, and so fucking wet.” He lifted his hand and let it drip onto my exposed belly.“Let me taste.” He brought his fingers to my lips and I. Our sex games had died out a yearor so before. I'd known she was curious about bondage and stuff, but hadlaid down the law and said no. I tried to talk around the thing in mymouth, but she ignored me. I was able to offer only token resistance as my arms were asleep and numb from being pulled up and backfor so long. Next, she started hooking up the corset and pulling the lacesin behind me. Soon I couldn't breathe and still she was tightening thelaces. "Is that uncomfortable? Too bad. . You’ll be so close to me when I give in, and you’ll feel me clench tightly against you as I moan and cum for the second time that night. While I’m cumming, you’ll kiss my neck and groan as you feel me begin to come down from the high you caused. You’ll give me a break by stopping all movements and kissing me passionately. When I wiggle under you, you’ll take it as a cue that it’s time to move again. You’ll slowly begin thrusting again, looking directly into my eyes and seeing nothing there but. That’s also your only hope of getting a nickel from the company. I would suggest you get off your high horse, sit down, sign the papers, and get a check.” Reggie even looked apologetic over his wife’s outburst.She said, “We need to talk privately.”I said, “You can talk right here or not talk. However, if you walk out that door, the deal is off.” I sat down looking at the two of them grimly.Reggie said, “Cathy, he’s right. You don’t have to worry about your country club friends. We won’t be able.