I use two scarves to tie your arms to the legs of the bed so you cannot get up. Your beautiful ass is fully exposed and I enjoy stroking it gently as ... tell you that you have to pay for requesting that threesome – for taking that huge cock of his into your mouth and then into your tight little ass. Even though you can now guess what is going to happen, you are still shocked as I slap your ass hard, surprisingly hard, with the palm of my hand. You let out a small cry of outrage and pain. You. She showered praise on him for allowing the changes. Hewas afraid to tell her why he'd allowed it. He didn't want her toknow it was only because he figured that was the fastest way to getback to being a man and dressing as a man and watching television. He did the living room carpet, a daily chore. Then she told himtoday was laundry day. She showed him how to sort the clothes andtold him she always did the whites first, then the towels as shehung out the whites. She said she dried the towels. It took a while when I found the farm to locate her. She was up to her elbows in a cow’s birth canal, assisting in a delivery. “Hello. Who are you?” was the greeting with a still-evident German accent.She asked me to get her some things and I saw the calf take its first breaths. “Why are you here?” was typical of her direct manner so I explained about my father having worked there. The answer to “How is he?” got a sad look in her face. “I’m sorry for the news. I liked him a lot when he worked. Foot blocks allow me to take some small amount ofweight off my impaled ass. She lays out a paper target on the ground in front of me. It's quitelarge, maybe 2 or 3 feet in diameter, and made of paper. I look at her."You'll see," she says as she reaches over and begins to stroke me."Don't you dare come. If you come while I'm getting you ready, I'llleave you here, impaled, for the night," she says."I'm going to come if you keep doing that," I say, after she's been atit for a few minutes. My.