Trish : So he thinks he can make me a slave like you ? Fat chance. I’m not a sissy like…… (She was about to say Emily but stopped)Shaela : Emily...? Oh you’ll find she’s already a member of the household. And quite a willing one too. Now about you, you don’t have a choice you see…… anything that goes around with tits and pussy here has to spend some time in chains. Well unless they behave well, like me.Trish concluded that either Shaela had lost her head or was a submissive twat like that Emily.. Maybe she can get some real help like she needs ... in prison,” I shrugged, “I’ll have to wait to have the papers ready, but as soon as I can, I’ll skip the process server and serve them to her myself in jail. Assuming that I’m allowed to visit her, that is. Okay, now enough about the ex. She’s a depressing topic.”“Depressing, yes, except when you think about the look on her face when she sees either or both of us with you at her trial or sentencing or whatever. That’s gonna be satisfying. There she stood, every perfectly formed size 8 of her, in lacy red bra, suspender, and stockings. I could feel myself getting moist from the sight of her. Uncontrollably, I moved towards her and reached around her back unclasping her bra, and letting her ample tits fall out. My eyes widened, and my pussy got wetter. Ebony moved in, and tenderly her lips met mine as we locked in a rather sensual soft kiss. My eyes closed, and I could feel both our hearts racing. What was I doing?? I've never. But Ryan croaked, ?Three ? sir.? Still three to go? I almost groaned, all thoughts that I was voluntarily puttingmyself through this forgotten. I couldn't leave Ryan now. It was as thoughif I left, I'd be abandoning him to face it on his own. At least this way,I could share some of his pain. Even though he didn't know I was there. Mercifully, George made it quick. One crack created a diagonal slash fromthe top left to the lower right of Ryan's bottom. The next crack turned itinto a neat cross..