.. what do you want, Gaston?"He chuckled, and Belle swore she could feel the vibrations of it in the pit of her stomach."Want? Why ... the same thing ...'ve always wanted ... 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. She would remain tied, standing, either suspended from a hook or on the cross or wheel sooner or later she would need the bathroom, perhaps the thought of me watching her disgrace herself would make her beg, perhaps she would be tied upside down as relief came, but it would be fun.She would suffer until she begged me to forgive her. Perhaps I would kill her, perhaps cut off a finger or a toe, but she would never forget, if she survived. My plans went wrong right from the word go, my probation. From what seemed a far away place, Marlene heard Dickie's voice asking, "Do you want to suck my cock too?"Marlene answered, "Yes," before realizing the question had been put to Janis.Dickie raised Marlene's legs even higher, placing them on his shoulders and buried his face in her pussy. She closed her eyes and reveled in the joyous sensations, knowing that Janis, jizm coated Janis, was about to take Dickie's cock into her mouth and blow him. But somehow she didn't care. She had a momentary. I released my grip and she straightened, her bound hands coming to rest atop the graceful curve of her ass."It's four thirty, the sun will be up soon. We're going to the beach to watch the sun rise," I cheerfully told my love.She probably wanted to complain about this harebrained idea,. She definitely would have preferred sleeping in, but what can a poor girl do when her Master calls? Even if it is before the crack of dawn.I rummaged through our dresser drawers and found a skirt. It was a.