Once secured I couldn't go anywhere.When they removed my blindfold I saw my husband and son staring at me. My son then reached out and took one of my ...ipples in his fingers and pulled."Gee Mom your nipples will look real great pierced and wearing slave rings."Pierced! Oh god please no, I don't want pierced nipples. Then my husband spoke."Okay bitch! As of today, your 35th Wedding Anniversary, you will become our official slave. That way you should be able to always remember when you lost your. Drew was standing outside the tube station trying to decide how he was going to spend the night, riding the train or to look for somewhere else. He had just enough money to get some food, or for the tube, but not both. It was in times like this he wished that he knew how to beg.It had started to snow, and as the first snowflakes started to fall he finally made up his mind. There had to be a homeless shelter somewhere that could give him a place for the night, not that he ever had been there but. I want to feel every hair from your chest to the collection running down to your pulsing member to brush against me. I want to purr my pleasure in your ear, as your hands caress up my fleshy thighs, to have you make me arch into your wanton need. I want to feel your shoulders tense as my fingers spray over your back, feeling every muscle as you move me above you. I want to look down at our bodies and see my creamy thighs against your olive thighs, to have everything, everything single little. The tree had grown out at an angle it seemed, as if it had been reaching towards its target like a grasping arm. At its base the man had dropped a long rifle with a magnified scope, Ryan recognizing it as a H&K G28, a German-made marksman rifle. The two guards were well placed, there was no cover in the hallway, and anyone approaching the vault could be fired upon from a distance. It was a stroke of pure luck that the round hadn’t landed a few inches to the left, and that they had thought him.