" And then he jumped in the cold clear water.James was completely surprised as he surfaced to see Jessica doing exactly what he'd suggested. She was a...bit overweight—that would change quickly in their current situation—and as he'd thought, closer to forty than the thirtyish age she looked most of the time. Probably because though she was slightly chubby, she still ate healthy and was active. She probably just ate a bit more than she should and didn't exercise. He'd never seen her amongst the. “Excuse me,” my thoughts were interrupted by a soft voice, one that sounded familiar. Looking up I saw in person the face I had seen in pictures hundreds of times, in my dreams thousands of times and in my thoughts always. She was petite, a mere 5’3, with that perfect proportioning that small women seem to have. Her shapely legs ran up to her firm rounded bottom, which tapered into a small waist that I guessed couldn’t have been more that 22inches. The flat of her stomach gave way to the gentle. Next she attached clover clamps to my nipples with a chain and tied my balls tight. Next she attached hooks to the rope, I suspected to hang weights off of. Normally this is when Goddess hangs weights on my nipples and balls, but apparently there was an additional step this time. Goddess strung Christmas lights around my body and at parts tied it and interwove them with the ropes that she had tied me with. With the exception of my cock ring, rope, and now Christmas lights I was naked. Finally. Once they're dropped off, I exhale, taking a moment of silence before getting into work. I even shut off the radio, listening to the sound of the tires hitting the pavement and the occasional car zoom by. My job is far from glamorous as one would think, I'm the receptionist at a radio station, but it pays well enough. The people I work with are also great. It's a rather small station, we have about twenty employees at any given time, not including the boss and manager. Meaning, everyone knows.