Beth drove up and stopped in a passenger zone. I started to cry as I told her what all happened. She just shook her head. Then I hurried back into the...jewelry store asked Bucky where they had taken John and he told us which hospital and we left. I told Bucky to follow us there. He nodded and we were on our way.I called Channel three and informed the operator who I was. She put me right through to our own personal news reporter, Babs Stoker, my John's own cheap little blond bimbette. I told her. I was so lucky. Dorinda was bandaging my wrists. A single cuff dangled from one of her own. She must have been unlocked in a hurry. There was a basin of water and towels. I was being made whole again. She looked at me with love. I who had punished her..... It was not until Mike moved his bulk away from me that I saw Terry and remembered..... She sat as I had sat. But her hands were cuffed behind her back. That was the only difference. The sign was there, and the whip. She was looking anxiously. ”She slid my body lengthways on the sofa, slid herself down to my feet and knelt between my legs as she removed my shorts and let them fall to the floor., quickly untying and losing her own material wrap. My cock hadn’t been rigid, but as her hands now rubbed up my legs, it stood up, waving as if to direct her attention. Mae didn’t miss the call, and even wrapping both hands on the shaft, the length of it left the head of my prick available to her lowered, open mouth, her long, large boobs. ”“I know.”An hour later, Joe answered the chime and opened the door to a tall Eurasian woman wearing a jacket, white button shirt and black slacks. “You’re security too?” Joe asked, noticing the slight bulge in the jacket not caused by her small breasts.“Miss Olson insisted.”Rachel.Joe nodded. “I need to get a rental car. You okay with Rhonda driving around with me? You know she can protect herself.”“I’m mostly her driver and when she’s more in public.”“Good.”She opened the back door of the.