Hans shifted uncomfortably, He knew that smile, and it meant trouble.“And what’s that?”“Your child.”~~~~~Sometime later, Hans was still obje...ting to the idea.“No! Absolutely not! Marie won’t stand for it! It’s one thing for me to have sex with other women since she’s as active in the Berlin club as I am, but letting me father a child with someone else? NO!”I was tense, because this was important to me – until I looked at Mistress, and noticed that she was relaxed. Her body language told me. I hear the people walk past me and out of the corner of my eye, I catch a couple of nice sets of legs in high heels. I keep my eyes on the floor as I was told, but I can hear the whispers of people talking. someone comes over to me and tell the group that this is their play toy for the day. They can do anything they want to me as long as they don't hurt me. He then explains that my hard limits are pain and s**t, beyond that I am theirs. I am told to look up. I see a few new guys a a few women.. She has the look, that killer body, and a princess bitch attitude.And then there is Jim – the step dad. He adds nothing to the mix and Sam doesn't think her Mom even loves him, "Not once did Mom say she mas madly in love with Jim. It was always that he would be a good provider." Not only would he add nothing, he could easily become the biggest liability if he knew what was going on. My original intent was to just keep Jim out of the loop like we have been doing this whole time, but Sam and. The airin he sarcophagus was becoming staleand she had to gasp through her ventedgag to feed her compressed lungs . sluts skin was covered in sweat...and the straps binding her legs and ankleswere hurting...her stockingedfeet began to cramp from wearing the balletboots....her mouth now dry with fear...tryingto salivate....whore was drifting in and outof conciousness.....the buzz from the vibratingplug had lost its effect....her cunt had becomeaccustomed to its invasion.... the vehicles boot.