I shone my torch at her face, her eyes looked dull and sunken as they looked apathetically towards me. I removed the gag telling her "just one word an... I'll cut your tongue right out", showing her the knife. I offered her the water bottle but she drank quite slowly, almost reluctantly. Removing the sleeping bag from her proved an unexpected problem… the blood, and I think some shit, had made it stick to her skin so it needed to be slowly peeled off her! There was fresher blood where her wrists. Making her arousal rise. Suddenly without warning it came crashing down hard on her bum not once but eight times, leaving her cheeks red and soar but unmarked .Her master never said a word he just grabbed her by her nipples and lifted, the thrill shot through her body and and arrived at her pussy making it wet. The pain was so arousing. and her master new. He made her stand on the cold floor in her underwear her bum cheeks still hot from there punishment and her nipples still throbbing from. Her smile broadened at the sound.Vicki moved in a circle beneath the fan, dusting off each blade, and giving me a view of her from every possible angle. I felt as if I were going to blow the zipper out of my jeans. She glanced my way as she worked - always smiling and seemingly confident in her nudity."I'm impressed," she said when she finished with the fan. "The ceiling fan is one of the places where you usually find the lapses in housekeeping."I said, "My wife actually seems to enjoy. "I think that's it and we are good to go. Just wear those same heels youwere wearing at the mall. You seem like you got a hang of them, but itdoesn't hurt to keep practicing walking in them," Mom said as she leftthe room and headed down stairs.I sat down on the bed and slipped the heels back onto my feet. I candefiantly see why girls love buying shoes. They are so sexy and make yourlegs look amazing. I can see myself wanting more. Weird right? Guys don'tusually have a love for high heels.I got.