Then he kicked the door shut behind her."Don't need both you cats yowling your heads off while we work on one." No, no, don't... She stumbled, stubbin... her toes on the floor. Joe came over with two rawhide strips, wrapping one of them around her wrists and binding them together once more. Sister Mary Katherine looked at the leather ruefully, knowing she was once again going to be forced into bondage. Once more they were going to hurt her, torment her, degrade her-all for information she did not. V. Brenda Franson (AKA Betty) A. Introductory Story: Seasons of Change by Joel Lawrence B. No known partner or relationships C. Character Synopsis 1. Almost every story 2. Owner/operator of The Style Shoppe (a high end ladies clothing boutique and Millady's Closet (a high end lingerie boutique). 3. Provides Jane with girl shopping opportunities as well as almost-public fittings. Another controlled high stress experience. There are. The black man sat on the lower end, his cock still rigid. He motioned for Kimi to climb onto the machine, with her feet against the metal plate on either side of his waist. She arranged the weights on her shoulders, and slowly slid her body downward, bending her knees. The black man reached down and closed his fingers around the shaft of his cock, and as Kimi eased down, he positioned his cock so that the head rested between her drenched labia, poised at the entrance to her vagina. Slowly,. He licked her neck and kneaded her breasts as he said “That was so good, wasn’t it, baby? You always taste so good to me...how about me? Did I taste good to you?” She looked at him feeling hurt and humiliated and on the verge of crying once again, then he whispered in her ear “Yeah, I bet I did...after all, you swallowed it all...not even a drop fell from that beautiful mouth of yours.” He hadn't hurt her this time and there were no wounds on her body except for the few bruises on her cheeks.