Slowly, suspenseful, I zipped him up while whisperinginto his ear, “Once you are zipped, there is no wayout.”He almost lost his balance ri...ht there, standing in hishigh heels. He was so scared and horny at the same time.It was making me wet seeing him like this.Once the zipper was all the way up, I used a padlock toclasp the two metal rings at the back of the necktogether.*Click*Another padlock to make sure he would behave.I folded the collar of the dress over the padlock so itwould. Das sollte ich bei der n?chsten Gelegenheit zu sp?ren bekommen! DieGelegenheit ergab sich am darauf folgenden Samstag. Ich hatte ihmmorgens ein englisches Fr?hst?ck zubereitet mit bacon, eggs and redbeans und es hatte ihm gut geschmeckt. Dann hatte ich die Liste vonPflichten abgearbeitet, die er mir nach dem Fr?hst?ck diktiert hatt:aufr?umen, wischen, Staub saugen und W?sche waschen. Nach einer Stundewar ich damit fertig und meldete mich bei meinem Herrn mit einem Knicks:"Wenn der gn?dige Herr. But one glance at the note dashed that mixed feelingof hope and fear. "Dear Billy, I should be home on Sunday afternoon.I left a message for Angie Garber about taking our Friday session but I haven't got a response so you should call herwhen you get home! I told her you need a good whipping sobe a good boy now and I'll be back soon!" followed by a drawing of a heart. He groaned as he read it again. One bright spot was that he had been lusting for thatbuxom divorcee Mrs Garber since they. He put me on my bed and took off his shirt. He bent down to my face and kissed me hard. His fingers felt down my neck, chest, and waist and stopped at the rim of my boxers. He slipped them off of me and climbed on top of my body. He kissed my neck repeatedly, playfully. I giggled because of his silliness. He felt under my shirt, reached my breasts and squeezed them. He lifted my shirt over my head and looked at my nearly naked body. I rolled us over so I was on top of him. I sat up and grabbed.