My thoughts abruptly halted when the man who had spoken, a dark-haired bear (there was a dark-haired bear, a blond bear, and the still unseen grabber ...ear) grabbed the lapels of my shirt and ripped it open, buttons flying in every direction. “Mmm. Just what I thought. Nothin’ but black lace for the hottest bit we’ve seen tonight.” His hands grabbed my breasts and caressed them, surprisingly gentle. He ran his hands down my sides, his callouses causing chill bumps. His hands gently formed my. I go to the table and select a short whippy cane from the rack and return to stand in from of you. You are kneeling now, your face downcast in the classic pose of submission. Your hands are by the side of your legs palms upward. "You will be punished for yesterdays failures" I say "do you accept this" and you nod you head and repeat your earlier answer that "I am your to punish as you see fit" "During the punishment you must kneel with your hands on your head, breast pushed out and keep your. When I wasn’t sitting with Yolanda, I was scurrying around finding chairs and serving drinks and snacks.I caught a ride home with George and Val when they left around nine. They had two little one’s at home and they needed to relieve their nanny. George told us what the investigators had discovered so far.“The medical examiner put his time of death at around midnight. The crime scene technicians concluded that he died where he was found instead of his body being dumped there. We haven’t found. We were still kissing and he reached behind me to undo my bra and release my breasts to be played with. He pulled off the bra and immediately left my mouth to engulf a breast into its place. His hand was caressing the other and pinching my nipple slightly. It was shooting shivers down my spine causing me to arch my back and curl my toes. He looked up at me and was watching my face as I was getting closer to orgasm. He moved to the other breast and moved his hand between my legs again and.