Yvoine was bound face up on the bed, naked except for her collar and the restraints around wrists and ankles. There were no preliminaries, there didn�...�t need to be. Sara went to the edge of the bed, raised her hand and commenced a beating that would have shocked even graduates of old, traditional English schools. Normally a quiet slave–Yvoine had always prided herself on her poise and grace–but she found it difficult not to cry out at Sara’s cruel treatment. It wasn’t just because of the pain,. I felt his cheek against mine. The stubble brush me as he smelled my neck and licked a spot so sensitive I felt my whole body shake. He felt it too. He started to lift up the back of my skirt. For a moment I thought that this was moving really fast. I knew that it had already done that when I felt my underwear be practically ripped down, not more than a second later did I feel his tongue deep in my asshole. My eyes shot open wide. The pleasure rushed over my whole body. He licked me deeper and. What if we get separated?'"Well, all that's already happened to us," Miranda said. "You were my sister, then you died and became a pterodactyl. But we still found each other again."'I feel better, I think – but I still don't really like the idea. From what you've told me since I found you, I had a life, before – and I do not have thoughts about it.'"Well, I might be able to remind you of something we used to like to do," Miranda cooed as she stood up and walked down toward the edge of the. She invited me in and asked if she could nuke another one for me.I was hungry, but I’ve never tasted a microwave dinner that was anywhere near as good as its hype or the picture on the box. I could wait until I got home. “Oh, uh, no thanks. I’d take a beer, though, if you have one.”“Sorry, no beer. Soda?”“Sure. Thanks.”While she was in the kitchen pouring a glass of RC Cola, I set my smart phone to record video and placed it strategically on the mantel among a bunch of framed family photos,.