A good sign. My fingers came away from her pussy dripping wet.When we got home Meg teasingly asked, "So where's Johnny, isn't he supposed to fuck me t...night?"I said, "I'm sure he's on his way. I guess we'll just have to start without him." And up in the bedroom I turned and looked at the guest bedroom door. It was open a few inches and a pair of eyes were watching us. My heart started thumping in my chest, this was really going to happen!I had the blindfold on her and had tied her arms and legs. She may not even be at home and yet I have become excited just knowing I am serving her in some fashion.Similarly, you can create an association between general submissive behavior and sex so that he becomes aroused by his own expressions of submission to you.Unless your husband is a complete moron, he will figure out what you are up to sooner or later. But the training, of course, is very pleasant for your husband. If you are careful to match the pace of training to his receptivity, it is most. Are you coming?'Sammi had tried to listen to David's talk, but she found that her mind kept wandering to the previous night, and watching him up at the front of the room didn't help. His handsome face, broad shoulders and strong arms were making her shift in her seat.Am I coming? She looked at her friend, Karen, beside her. 'Huh?''Where were you?' Karen asked, smiling.Underneath that gorgeous man up there. 'Sorry, I was miles away. What are we doing?'Karen laughed. 'We're going to get a drink. While she was trying desperately to think of a plan, her remaining leg was secured in similar fashion.With all her strength, Rachel struggled to free herself, but all that happened was that the tentacles gripped even tighter, and to make matters worse the ones dangling from the trees began to draw themselves upwards, pulling her arms with them. Suddenly she felt her shoulder sockets start to strain, and she realised with horror that if they didn’t stop, her arms were in danger of being torn.