“Here we demonstrate, for a select group of people only and not the general public, the true reality of life as a woman captured and interrogated by...the Inquisition.”He paused for a moment and Tracey looked around nervously. So far there was nothing specific to alarm her but she felt more and more uneasy the longer she stayed in the place.“I open the door now,” he said. “Please to follow and I how you in the fullest of detail our interactive approach to the Inquisition.”Her heart pounding, her. Finally she had me step intoa pair of black patent leather pumps with a three inch spiked heel. I don't think that I have ever felt so awkward and helpless at thesame time. Standing in the heels was a major effort and walkingdidn't seem possible, but somehow I managed. They were very tight onmy feet and almost immediately my feet began to throb. Complainingdid no good as I was told that I would eventually get used to it. She grabbed my right elbow while telling me to walk from my hipsplacing. And it wasn’t. He kissed her deeply, tasting himself as he moved from her lips to her neck, and working his way down. He undid and removed her bra, licking first one nipple and then the other and then began to nibble. Judy could feel her knees beginning to buckle as his wonderful mouth moved lower still. Her panties were soaked as he slid them down her legs and as his expert tongue performed it’s magic, it was all she could do to remain standing. Her soft moans became more intense, and with one. About six months ago she woke up one morning and realized that she no longer loved me and just didn’t want to be with me any longer. Since then, day by day she grew to like me less and less until it turned to almost downright hate. She could no longer live like that so the only answer was divorce. She was leaving me and this house and didn’t want any reminders of what was. She needed a clean break and wanted nothing from me except half of our meager savings and the equity in the house.I tried.