“Kiss my feet Creed, and keep your arse high for inspection.” Creed wallowed in submissive pleasure, lavishing his tongue upon Constance’s black...heeled ankle boots, as the sneers, gasps, and cynical laughter greeted the sight provided in servile obedience for them. With his cheeks spread wide and emphasising the myriad of cane strokes across them, some faded, some fresh, from the countless canings enjoyed by women in breaking his spirit, their eyes were treated to the perforated cage which held. The subsequent sound indicated that she had sent a text, and that sound was immediately followed by the incoming text sounds on Heather’s and my phones. I picked up my phone to see a group text to the Go5:“I just got tabled; both kit and din; need more of someone’s editing time.”It took less than a minute for responses, with Liya sending, “Fu-ucckkkk” along with some skyrocket bursts and Gracey replying, “Happy 4U; when’s my turn?” along with a grin.October 22, 2017Dear Ms. Diary, The adults. I don't even remember what I was thinking about, just how good I was feeling. And then I heard it. Through the wall, muffled but loud enough to be unmistakeable, Sarah letting out a single moan of "oh fuck I'm cumming..."Then silence.I strained to hear more, hardly daring to breathe, but there was nothing more. Not that night, and not the other nights I hoped to hear her in the act again. But the memory of that one moan stays with me. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming..." Before then if you'd asked me, and. Joe was embarrassed, but Running Fox appreciated the kiss Alice planted on his cheek and the heart-felt thank you for looking after Joe so well. We didn't move anywhere that day, there was too much to do recovering from the storm.The next morning, Running Fox and Joe went out to scout and returned just before noon with a report that the road was in remarkably good shape. It looked like we would be able to stay on the normal route without having to worry about the drifted sand. The vagaries of.