Everything was working out great. He was one lucky man to have a wife who was willing to help him with his campaign. It was time he got up and made su...e that no one would bother them for at least a half hour while Ruth "convinced" Blaine to fully support her husband for mayor.While John was temporarily away from the table, Ruth could feel Blaine leering at her as he moved his finger lewdly inside her pussy and then removed it completely. He was an attractive man of about fifty or so, graying at. Our loft was huge — just over ten thousand square feet — but it was too small to contain Sabbath’s world. Her grief, her fear, her retreat inside herself. She understood on a cerebral level that she had to start living her life again. A new life, to be sure, but one that wouldn’t be confined to the Wrigley. Couldn’t be.Bulldog Bannerman brought Addison Whitefield with him. One of his three Dragon Ladies had called the day before to set a time.I told Sabbath, “Bulldog is sort of a local legend.. When Randy got next to Bill, who was smirking at him, Randy had to smile in spite of himself. "Now this,"Bill said to the audience, "is the lamest costume this year." He gestured at Randy, then turned to the crowd, "This is his costume of a comic book shape shifting super villainess" He coughed for a second, "and occasionally hero, Mystique." Randy felt his face turning beet red, and stared at his shoes while the audience booed, as was traditional for each years lamest costume awards. . Put it back in the way I showed you and stand here for fifteen minutes before I come back at noon to punish your slutty ass. Understood?" "Yes, Master," I answered. The plug was becoming uncomfortable, but I did as Master told me, grateful for my assignment. That ritual had been repeated over and over for the next several days. When Daddy arrived at lunchtime, he ordered me to press my hands against the wall as he beat me with his belt, the plug stretching my ass. He lectured me about how much.