"Nein!"Petra sch?ttelte ihren Kopf, ihre blonden Haare flogen. Ihr Blick, vongr?nem Lidschatten und Kajalstift sehr geschmackvoll verst?rkt,durchbohrt... ihn. Marc griff mit beiden gefesselten H?nden nach ihrem Fu?,doch Petra verlagerte einfach den Gro?teil ihres K?rpergewichts auf seineBrust."Nein, Petra, aufh?ren!", bettelte er schmerzverzerrt. Petra nahm gn?digihren Fu? weg, b?ckte sich aber dann zu ihm hinunter, so dass ihre Knieauf seine Brust dr?ckten."Pass auf, mein Lieber", sagte sie. It was better to wear these than to notleave this room at all. Isabella rolled up the hose on her fingerpreparing to put up Jack's legs. Jack's legs were softer than they hadever been. There was still some sparse hair on his legs. Dr. Zaaijercould have removed all of Jack's hair through electrolysis if he wanted.But Dr. Zaaijer liked the idea of Jack having some hair. Dr. Zaaijerliked the idea of Jack shaving if off whatever hair he had left like anyother girl would.Jack's arms were still. My cock remained erect and I wasdying for her to touch it. If she didn't want intercourse she could atleast give me a hand job. But no. Once me and the belt were dry shegot a bowl of ice cubes from the freezer and started to ice my genitals.The shock of the cold ice and water caused my erection to wither. OnceI was soft she slipped the belt back on me, making sure my penis filledthe tube with the steel points inside. She locked the belt tight andwent somewhere else in the house (probably. Will was an ex from high school that I had stayed chummy with. A successful accountant, I never understood why he still sold drugs on the side, but he did, and there was more than one occasion I had been very thankful for that.My phone lit up with the message, and those ever-present tears started to well up again.‘Sorry, doll, out of town until the 31st. Talk soon. X’Well, now what the fuck was I supposed to do? I closed my eyes against the torrent of tears that threatened to spill out. I.