"Mistress, I know it's a bit early for your plans, but..." Suzi smilesat me and turns as she talks very quietly to Mistress Candy.Turning back to me, ...Oh goodie, thank you Mistress. I really think itwill help *her* alot!" she then walks back to me and takes my leash."Sweetie, this will not feel as good as it will later, but I need toleave the room for a minute", she ties the end of the leash to the ringin to middle of the room. Pulling it tight, bringing my neck very closeto the floor. On my. I am a cunt whore.?More crying, and she kept her head down, averting her husband’s eyes. Her voice was different – more of a mumbled, rasping sound. She had trouble pronouncing the letter S. Simmonds afforded himself a quick smile. ?Stand over there.? Fleming nonchalantly moved his arm up to the general direction of the centre of the room. He sat down next to Simmonds and both men looked up at Monica’s broken body, enjoying the effort it took her to stand up.?Hands behind your head, cunt.. Keeping a lookout was all he could do for his son and he wanted to make sure none of the bad guys were around. He took the hand-held two-way with him so he could scan frequencies from the higher location. Fortunately the hand held they got from the bad guys used the same type batteries Rob and Bill had stocked for their own hand-held's. Bill had left one on the kitchen table with a note about where he had gone. He didn't want Cherie to worry if she woke while he was gone and wanted her to be. She said, “Funny thin, I asked her and she said she would rather I come over. She never really sees you anymore, Pat and she is afraid that when you go to college, she will never see you.” I said, “ok, sounds good. 7?” “Yea, that would be great,” said the mother.So here I was thinking in my dirty mind that this is another night I will get to jack off to ChloeSo I get to the house at 7, the parents give me the rules. You, know, what they can and can’t eat, watch on TV, and bedtime. We chat.