By the time we get to the apartment we are ready for the cozy warmth it offers. We remove the boots, coats, scarves, gloves and hats. Hehehe ... I nev...r owned such things when I was growing up in the Philippines! Lena makes up two cups of hot cocoa. I hold onto my hot cup to gain its warmth. I am relaxed. I know and love Lena and she me. We are now family in many meaningful ways, just not on paper.As I warm up more, I remove a sweater, and decide to get dressed for bed. Lena is doing the same.. ”I chuckled, “Joyce’s grandmother! She’s doing Don Joseph’s dirty work because he found out what went on between Joyce and me back in the day, and about Connie and me!”Elyse laughed, “That sweet old lady? She’s second after your dad!”“That ‘sweet old lady’ was married to a mob boss for fifty years. Don’t let that exterior fool you. It’s not her, but think about it. Do you think Mama Corleone was ignorant? Or a pushover?”“No. So, who’s the rat?”“I have no fucking clue. And right now, boxing in. Back in the straight jacket, hood and blindfold I find myself flat on my back in the middle of Mistress’ bed. Legs bound together at the knee’s and the ankles. The Humiliation is amplified even more by using a double dildo gag. A small penis gag is inserted in my mouth and then there is a large dildo protruding from it for my Mistress to do with as she wishes. The ballet boots are once again placed on my feet to insure complete bondage and servitude. Even if I could make my way to my feet,. Tracy grabbed her hips and pulled her to her knees, causing Karen to gasp for air. She gently parted the soft, pink folds of flesh that enveloped all that made Karen a woman and stared. Almost imperceptibly, she took her finger and gently caressed Karen’s clit. In that moment Karen was 100% sure John had never touched her so softly, never found her spot so intentionally. She arched her back and let out a hiss. Her breathing was short, raspy. The sensation didn’t last long as Tracy’s.