“You are an insufferable little tart.” She laughed, her voice thick with lust.“It’s why you keep coming back to me, Abby.”That earned me ano...her swat, this one less playful, leaving me breathless.“Don’t get fresh with me, young lady.”Warm tears filled my eyes and slid down my cheeks, the pain intense as she struck me again, this time raking her nails over my abused bottom in the aftermath, leaving trails of fire in their wake before carefully undoing the knots that bound my wrists together.“I’m. Long ago, they say, a girl lived in this house, with bunch of big older brothers, six of them to be precise. Everybody considered her beautiful but nobody ever asked her hand because they were afraid of her father who was a General or something like that and rumour was, she was being raped 7 days a week, one of her brothers each day, and sunday was for her father. It was sick part of the story and never proven. But the "blue" part; last owner had a grandpa. He was married and all. One day he. But we're committed and we love each other. So...we'll work it out. I just hope this is a breakthrough and we can share abed again. I've missed the closeness." They chatted easily over breakfast and kidded each other about bondagefantasies and who got to wear the boots and do the sneering. Both knewthat if they ever did explore that at all it would be totally open andsharing and pretty innocent, not some humiliation game. Neither couldeven begin to understand that side of things nor did they. Off black with a dragon design running up the back to the laced elastic upper. Looking, she imagined how the evening would end. Closing her eyes, Candy caressed her right breast. As she pulled at her nipple she felt the beginning of her first orgasm build. Reaching between her legs, she dragged her nail over her clit. Slipping a finger between the folds of her pussy lips a soft moan escaped her mouth. Her soft lips gave way as she moved her finger down. Twisting her left nipple between her.