I drew back and looked at the back of her head disdainfully. Without responding, I withdrew the length of rope from my back pocket with my free hand a...d shook it out. Then, too quickly for her to comprehend, I pressed my torso against her back and pulled her hands apart, only to put them back together on the other side of the trunk. I then quickly tied them together with the rope, boy-scout style. She was now, essentially, hugging the tree. Unable to move, with no chance of getting free from. The whole idea was to humiliate her and take her down a few dozen pegs. If I saw her the way you said, on the verge of tears and looking like a lost puppy, I probably couldn’t have taken it either. Besides, I guess there is no reason why you have to let everyone torment her if just a little torment will do the trick. I saw her a couple of times today in that dress. She did look hot. The guys were drooling all over themselves.“But if you are going to stop letting the guys in our group play house. "Who called?" I don't know." How about the rest of you? Who called?"More denial."Looks like there's more to this than meets the eye."Traditionally, Cassie, is there anyway to talk to Crossroads without going there?" No," Cassie said. "There's nothing in any of the operations handbooks ... and if there's one thing I know ... it's the handbooks. The last ten years have been extremely boring." Why didn't they just let you go back to Cassandra?" Because Jack wasn't dead." You used to go home when. As she laid there she began to think back to the beginning of this day. She had chatted with him for a week, telling him of her desires and how watching his videos and looking at his pictures would make her so wet, her cock leaking all over her until she had to relieve herself. She jumped at his invitation to visit him and actually fulfill those desires of hers hidden deep in her mind. She found herself getting hard during the drive to his house and even now standing at his front door getting.