” She sat with a huff, “How am I to get to the study if my door is locked?”“I’m sure the Master has already made preparations if he left thi... for you.” Marianne glanced at the letter. For the first time, she realized it had not been Marianne that left the note. The fact that her captor had entered her room while she slept made her skin crawl.“Is there anything else?” Marianne asked, the old man behind her guarded the door.“No,” Caitlin grumbled, rubbing away goose bumps, “thanks anyway.”“Lunch. I had forgotten all about that, but he hadn't.He had told his wife that he had to work, went and got the extra key and waited for me to leave before opening the door and going in to see if my wife was there. Unknown to me he had a friend from his job come along and the friend brought his video camera with him.After I drove away with tom's wife, tom and his friend unlocked my apartment door and went into the bedroom where my wife was all tied up. Sure enough she was stripped naked, tied on the. "I guess that's one difference between us. I don't mind that feeling at all. I guess I just have a stronger stomach!"Nobody in the room noticed, but I had to shift in my seat as I grew a slight erection at that last discussion. At least I knew Jen wasn't grossed out last night when I blew my load on her. It's kind of humbling letting someone else come in contact with something as personal as body fluids. Peeing into a cup at the doctor's office and giving that cup, still warm, to a nurse is. "Smell them." I slowly bring the panties up to my nose, not sure what to think. I get whiff of her pussy. It's the first time I've smelled a woman's juices, and it gets me a little dizzy with lust. My hand returns to my throbbing dick, while I inhale, deep. "You like to smell my pussy don't you? You're a dirty little boy." "Can I see it?" I ask, low and husky, her soft panties now wrapped around my cock. My hips start to thrust, fucking the pink, soft material. My beautiful mother sits on the.