The decoy escort has already left, now he is waiting for the real one. For the entire morning, the sniper spent looking for a good setup. Out of the t...ree he initially selected, this is the one he chose. It just felt right.He doesn’t get any kind of thrill from this job. But he knows that in order to get the revenge he seeks he has to do this and probably several more. He has thought of just botching the mission a few times since setting up. It would be better to go out on his terms, but. The contrast between the cold Jell-O and his hot tongue is intense. Moving to the other nipple he cleans this one by sucking it into his mouth. I heard myself groan out loud. Tommy steps back with a huge smile on his face. Blinking I throw the towel at the shit heads face."Hey Lady, the bottoms aren't on by much" he says with a wink. Looking down, I note that indeed, they aren't. I place one finger under the still tied string and yank. In a flash the bottoms come off. The smug look vanishes. ~ She continued on, working to convince or will herself to do as ordered.The cane hovered before her lips, waiting for her to kiss. Becca knew that seconds were turning into minutes as she hesitated nervously. With another soft noise, Becca leaned her head forward slightly and pressed her lips to the leather covered cane, kissing it gently."Please Master . . . your slave w—wishes her punishment finished . . . b—by you Master." Becca murmured the words barely audible to anyone but James. Still. ..but what if it wasn't? What if he just got tired of all those gorgeous cheerleaders who throw themselves at him all the time what if he decided to try an ordinary girl for a change! What if he has a brain tumor thats affecting his judgement now that seemed more likely the right answer! I blushed right down to my toes but still managed to make eye contact what the hell I thought "Sure!" I said "If you want to!" His smile broadened "Great meet me by the theatre at 8:00 and I'll pick you up I.