"Oh, I wouldn't bother about that, Dana," the Mistress said, acknowledgingmy attempts to escape the intrusion. "That's going to provide you with thepl...asant part of this exercise. Then the girls attached my ankle restraints to the eyeholes on the table.I tested the hold, and sighed with relief when I realized they hadn't attachedmy legs too tightly. There was definitely some give there, some wriggle room.But I had sighed too soon. Ms. Catsuit snapped her fingers and I heard oneslave walk to my. The funeral was held a few days after the fire. They made a joint funeral for all three of them. Of course, it was a closed-casket ceremony since there weren't any remains fit for viewing. I barely remember the service.The day after the accident Tom took me to Kmart to buy some new clothes. My house had been destroyed completely along with all my belongings and I had nothing to change into. We just bought a couple of pairs of jeans and a few sweatshirts, along with some underwear and socks.. "Oh yes, that is just what I want. Do it to me please." She begged.The handle being about four inches long disappeared into her cunt. I pulled it out again and then thrust it back."More, more please, faster." She groaned. I obeyed and worked the riding crop in and out of her quite hard. She just loved it, asking for more and more. She forgot about what she had been doing to me but I did not mind. I was intrigued with the way that what I was doing to her had got her so worked up. I was soon to. At one point, Gibbs had thought it was inevitable, but then she pulled back, citing her own complicated history as the reason, and a year later, she was dead.And Jenny. He and Jenny had been so hot together; looking back, Gibbs knew the fire needed to burn out quickly. It had hurt like hell at the time, but it had been a very necessary lesson to learn, one he couldn't regret even today.The car door opened and Abby settled back in the passenger seat, her grin fading as she watched him. "You.