“I felt satisfied that I was doing the right thing and pleased that you submitted to my will. That was definitely pleasurable.”“Thank you for sa...ing that, sir. But I meant would you be taking sexual pleasure from me. From my vagin ... from my pussy,” Mrs. Waxerman amended the word she used, blushing as she used it.“We are not yet married dear. The Bible very clearly states that a wife has a duty to her family and to her husband. Right now I’m neither of those. I will wait. After we are married,. "In my life, I have taken what I desired. I let nothing stand in my way. Is that not how you have seen yourself?"Once again, he wove truth into his spell, and once again Cassidy couldn't find a way to disagree."Yes, of course, but..." There are no buts, Cassidy. Truth either is, or it is not. What are you running home to? How often are you allowed the chance to live, truly live on your own terms! If you go now, you deny me, that is true, but only by denying your own life and your own. The next thing she knew, she was suspended about 5 feet off the ground in a part of the forest she didn't recognize at all. She was still held captive by the vines, but was surprisingly comfortable. The vines were velvety and soft to the touch, so they didn't hurt her skin even though they held her securely. Then she noticed the man she had seen before. He was seated now on some sort of wooden throne only a few feet away and was silently gazing up at her. Startled, she started indignantly. I simply shrugged again, smiling sweetly. "Are you a bad girl?" I waited a moment, then two, then slowly nodded. The next thing I knew, there were two large hands wrapped around my waist and I was being lifted, then seated on the washer I had just started. He pushed my knees apart, and was treated by the sight of my pretty pussy peaking out from under my short skirt. He practically ripped open his button-fly jeans, I was sure I was going to hear a grommet tinkling across the floor, "I guess.