"Her frustration must have crept into her voice, because Phyllis asked, "What's wrong?"Renee let out a sigh. "I've got a virus on the computer at the ...tore, and I can't get anyone in here to fix it. I'm at a standstill." Oh, hang on a second." Her next words were muted, indicating that Phyllis had her hand over the phone's receiver, but Renee could make out enough to know that her neighbor was calling for her son. A second later, she said, "William is good at that sort of thing. He's just. No part of his body was left untouched. Then, he placed one hand on each side of my body, lifting himself off the bed, and positioning himself between my legs once more. As I watched him, he took hold of his hard penis, lined it up with my opening, and slowly, inch-by-inch, began to penetrate me. I moaned, grabbing hold of his arms to stop myself from going crazy. He began to push in to me, and pull out slowly, never letting himself come fully out. With each thrust, I could feel my pussy. Your touch feels good, and I instinctively try to reach up to wrap my arms around your neck but stop short as I realize my wrists are still tied to my knees. Sensing my frustration, you pull away from the kiss and begin to untie me. “Let that be the first and last time of the evening that you have a tantrum. Tonight is about losing control and all but drowning in the pleasure of it all. Think you can handle that?” “Yes, Master,” I say. My mind is reeling with all the possibilities of the. Nevertheless Iwas still nervous of this new idea of Judith's."You can lie on the bed," I tried to compromise."I'll get cold like that. I haven't got my dressing gown." "Well go and get it." I'd rather get warm with you." What if mummy comes in, or aunty Pauline?" I can hide under the duvet."Even as Judith said this she slipped her hand under the duvet andpressed her cold fingers against my bare thigh. The nightie had riddenup as I scrambled under the duvet."Ouch! Your fingers are frozen!" I.