With a small patch of hair between her legs.Luckily she does not look over at me, but instead goes for the shorts and puts them on. She glances over a... me just as she reaches for the tank top, so I quickly get back to looking for a shirt. I think she noticed me because once she got the tank top on she asked if she could borrow a pair of my underwear. My heart began beating faster because I knew that I had been caught, but I just went along with it in hopes that I was wrong. I got a shirt for. Your nipple, which was hard before, is much harder and the pain and pleasure, you can’t tell which, is almost too much for you to take. After a minute, I quickly remove the ice cube and take your nipple into my mouth. The change from cold to hot sends shockwaves through you and you feel another orgasm coming on like an approaching train. I then proceed to do the same to your other breast. By this point, I’m getting hungry for some release. I now take a new ice cube, while eating the previously. .. you."Belle stammered and blushed, and Gaston took a long step toward her. She took a step back, though every inch of her wanted to step forward. He backed her up against a wall, the cold stone pressing against her damp back. He reached a hand up to her hair, and brushed a lock out of her face.Belle was panicking. Her body simply wasn't responding the way she wanted it to. She knew she should tell him to leave, that she was not his for the taking ... but her body believed exactly the. Your mental superior. Your master. You love the way he humiliates you with such loving care. It makes you feel special.You can hear the sounds of him taking a shower. You know that he doesn't want you to get out of the bed. He might even have bound your weak wrists to the bed frame. Oh, it is fun with a little bit of BDSM, especially when it reminds you that you can't ever leave his strong embrace. His strong grip. You show him everything. Your tiny little body. Your complete lack of virility..