Her voice was tooexcited to be just a plain update. Gone was the Richard voice, and itsounded just like Jessica. Had Jessica developed so much that Ri...hard hadto be forced and Jessica was the primary person?"Dad and I had a talk this morning. He said he was sorry for the way he'dbehaved last year. He talked so much it really wore him out, but he wasdetermined to do it. He then said that it was all in the letter he sentme months ago. Could you go to my room and read the letter out to me? Itis on. Enter the girlfriend.Curious by nature and suspicious of my clandestine behaviour over the consignment and its content, she could not help but inquire about it. There she lay on my stomach and tried to put the Spanish Inquisition to shame.‘Can you leash someone with it?’‘Well, I suppose you could …’‘Is it a cock ring?’‘Uhm, not quite.’‘Is it a chastity belt?’Spot on. Devious little thing. I hesitated a bit before confirming. Her grin went from ear to ear and a demonic gleam appeared in her. “Go to the bar and find us seats. I’ll be there shortly. Get me a martini and a glass of water for yourself.” Susan could feel her humiliation causing her to blush, and at the same time, could feel a small damn burst somewhere in her pussy. She was in awe as to how fucking hot it made her to be humiliated like this. She knew that the sanest and safest thing to do was to get in her car and head home. Any woman with an ounce of brains and a shred of self respect would be on her way home by now.. Her experiences had left her with a healthy hatred for certain males, though she was not a man hater; she viewed them all individually as she did other women, and had enjoyed relationships of various intensities since, but had kept her independence. The experience had made her develop into a very assertive and dominant woman; she no longer feared men, and her greatest problem with them now, was deflecting the affections of those who would secretly wish to be enslaved by her.Those experiences.