He was warm. I slid my hand down the rise andthen down his far thigh. I was hard, and felt goodunder the denim of his jeans. I pulled my hand back and...topped for a moment. I realized that I wasn’tbreathing. I closed my eyes and just breathed for a moment, andtried to avoid asking myself what I was doing. No morethought, no more questions. I had to act, not think.Now or never. I opened my eyes, and reached for his belt. This time Iremembered to breath, but I kept my breathing asshallow as. Daddy then unties the rope from the other tree and lowers me to theground. Then he takes off the handcuffs, ankle hobbles, four-pointharness and ball gag."Here you go sweetheart, Daddy says handing me a pink gym bag. Go overthere behind those bushes and put them on, all of them. Give me yourshirt you will not need it anymore either." Thank you daddy." I say as I set the gym bag on the ground. I take offmy shirt and give it to Daddy. He throws it over to where my pants are.Completely nude I pick. Angel relaxed as his hands rubbed her hot bottom and she began to squirm as his fingers reached between her legs and he pressed his finger against her hidden button. Once he got going it was as if he couldn't stop, he ran his fingers in and around her folds and smiled as she squirmed and wiggled in pleasure. She felt his finger push inside of her and he began to move it in and out of her moist opening with purpose as she became more wet and aroused.He enjoyed the way her body yearned for his. He wondered if Broodings had been training her or it was just who she was? Come here, Maria. He added a little authority to his voice. She hesitated only momentarily before walking slowly over to the man. He watched her movements, her hands to her side, her eyes riveted to the floor as she walked up to him and stopped. Has Mr. Tony been teaching you to be a good little slave? Bob asked reaching out and cupping her chin and lifting her head up until she was looking directly at him. She didnt.