But it wasn’t anything like sorrow that I felt; it was something beautifully overwhelming. I rested my head back on Levi’s shoulder, and he strok...d my hair gently. “That’s it, darling,” he breathed. “That’s my Kneesock Norrra. Beautiful, erotic, wholesome.” He pushed my head up gently to look at him in the mirror. “Did you see it, Norrra? Did you feel it? That purity? That sensuality?” I nodded, finally understanding what he meant. “Good girl,” Levi sighed. He released his restricting hold. Landor got up and moved in front of the woman. He was fascinated by her statuesque beauty, particularly the size of her breasts. Only slowly was it beginning to dawn on him why he was there. He did not know whether to be glad or sorry. “Did you feel my whip today?” came the question.“Yes, Ma’am,” he answered in proper servile fashion.Lady Livia nodded. “Let me tell you, slave, if you do not do exactly as I wish... if you do not please me... you will feel it a great deal more. Is that. Much to my pleasure as I lay watching you. I can’t resist your jiggling breasts and casually cup both breasts, squeezing and kneading them in the palms of my hands, marvelling at you as you smile and finish with your hair. That feels good you tell me, keeping your elbows high in the air and you start to rock your hips as I tease and play with your nipples. Your rocking motion becomes a shallow bounce and your hands drop onto my chest to give you some stability. Each time you lift and let. She couldn’t go far. A large, sheer, black wall, nearly as shiny as glass and harder than anything she’d ever come across, towered sixty or more feet above her. It completely surrounded the gate, ranging from about a half of a mile to maybe a mile and a half distant. From the Gate itself, it had been hidden by the trees. The meadow of the Gate formed the top of a small hill, with the trees falling away from it.She followed it, though, in the days that followed. She’d walked along its length,.