I wince at the noise hoping you didnt hear it. You glance back smiling and motion me to join you. I see your body submerged in the water and cant wait...to be with you. I walk over to the tub and you sit up. I slip in the water behind you and put my legs on either side of yours. The warm water feels so good on my tight muscles but your body feels even better against mine. I lean us back into the water and start to rub your shoulders. You relax into my touch and sigh. I kiss behind your ear. You. Lesson learned – pictures aren’t always scaled to size. I knew it was a long shot, but I was also beginning to crave something bigger than a finger. Be open-minded about this, Abbott. Relaxing, I pressed a pointer finger into my hole and felt the familiar tightening of muscles around it. I fed my ass another finger which it also took, though less eagerly. I pressed the dildo against my ass and let my hole strain against the girth of its oversized head. It hurt like hell, but I relaxed and held. Under no circumstance are you to acknowledge my presence.That was how my week began; a typically terse email from my Mistress that revealed none of her intentions beyond driving me crazy with anticipation as I began to fantasize about our upcoming rendezvous. This time, however, I’d learned my lesson and, despite my desperate need to slowly tease myself to at least one climax, I kept my hands away from my pussy. It was going to be a very long week.By Wednesday, I was nearly at my wits' end. All. "He will be if he doesn't give us what we want. Now all of you get into the sitting room. Lock the maid in her room, she has nothing to do with this," he said first t o the people sitting at the table and looking at Loo to lock up the maid.A dining chair was dragged into the lounge and the judge was strapped to it, with plastic ties, his legs to the legs of the chair and his arms to the main supports to the back of the chair and leg. Walter had used two ties for each attachment, so there was no.