Once my head was above her pussy, I gave her thigh an openmouthed kiss.“Stop torturing me,” Olivia begged.But I didn’t feel like it. Sex with Ol...via had given me a newfound sense of confidence. I felt like a sex goddess, like my orgasm had literally set fire to my soul. Plus it was nice to be the one in control for once.So I decided to toy with her. I stroked her with my fingers. The faint touch made her gasp.“Elizab—, Elizabeth. Please. P-lease.”“Mmm,” I hummed against her clit.She started. Then there were questions that maybe the Chinese were interfering with the GPS signals causing some of the problems and collisions.“The Wilmington had manual controls so there were no computer errors involved. Looks like the Tehran just kept steering into the Wilmington until there was a collision,” the Chief of Naval Operations said.That ended the meeting and I spent it reviewing the speech I was going to give in Las Vegas tomorrow. The rest of the family was flying into Andrews and from there. 'If you wear an anal plug then the training reins are used, coupled to the butt so that a slight pull on the lead forces the butt up higher. It can be very effective if you are sitting in a cafe and your owner wishes to remind you of your duties.' he smiled at Kim. 'Now I have to fit you with one but first, you want your corset and trainer'. He went with her to tie her corset for her and to carry the trainer down with them when they returned to the workshop. Kim was feeling very nervous...Simon. Lawrence, one of the translators in the Russian and Slav department, took a special interest in her. He always walked her to her bus after the pub. He was very good looking, almost a caricature of the tall dark and handsome man. His hair was jet black, his eyes an arresting green, a strong jaw and a wide mouth which always seemed to be smiling or at least to be hinting at one. He was taller than her by a couple of inches, slim, with thin delicate fingers, He was a good listener and engaging.