?Feel good? Isn’t that soothing?? The Dom smirks as she dabs another glob onto her fingers, rubs her hands together, and shoves between Lynn’s t...ighs, orders. ?Spread that pussy Slave! Now! And, shut up!!! Quit whimpering!? ?Ohh God!!!? Lynn gruntingly answers. ?Ye? Yes Mistress! Ohhh, that burns!!? Hesitantly spreading her thighs, leaning forward, a tear drips off her cheek as her knees are parted by the Dom’s fist, the goop covering her inner thighs, squashing between. You can’t really believe Marty wants to leave!”“I don’t know what to believe,” she said. That tone of voice again -- like outside, when I’d gotten that “yeah, okay” response.“I don’t think Marty is going to leave,” Tad said.Now Sarah lost her cool a little. “Even though you’ve told Tad over and over again that Marty wouldn’t come back, he did come back, and made a liar out of you, Peggy! You see there? Tad still knows how to trust people!”Well, we were ganging up on her, big-time. Sarah and I. She waited for her foster parents to get back and stabbed themboth to death and took their wallets. She decided then that she wanted to killfor money. ??????????? ?You areproperty, and you belong to me,? she said, smiling and leaning down to kiss herboyfriend Paul on the cheek, tasting his salty tears. His wrists were tiedbehind his back and up to the pull-up bar, forcing him to lean over if he didn?twant his arms broken. His ankles were tied together at the bases of hisweakening, bare legs. He. In the end, the fawn chinos, long-sleeved shirt and panama hat won out. Exactly what I usually wore at Corriganville Park. Fairly smart, timeless classic, and more importantly, something I felt comfortable in. Not projecting anything I wasn’t.While Max was eating his supper – though preparation and service take far longer than ingestion, so in reality he’d finished his meal while I was picking up my phone – I messaged GND30 through the dating app to check we were still on; we were.I slept well,.