Fear hit me, like a leaden ball in my guts. I stood up, pussy dripping slime, and preceded him to the basement.On the coffee table, I draped my body, ...n my back. I began to shiver.He fastened my arms to the legs of the table, and placed a tight belt around my waist.I waited to see what he would do to hold my legs open. He had me bend my knees until he could tie each ankle to its thigh, and then he bent my thighs back, trussing me, like a turkey, with a long, thin leather strap that went from. "We've got to go back! I'm not really Consuelo." I wanted to say more but the fierce cramping pain in the pit of my abdomen made me stop and gasp. It hurt so much! "You know there isn't time! We've got to get you home before the baby arrives. Maria will be waiting for us." I was in labor, I was going to have a baby! Those cramps were labor contractions! The knowledge stunned me. This was too much! "We've got to go back. I'm not Consuelo, at least my mind isn't. A few minutes ago I was that half. As the first drips begin to reach your ass I pour on a second dose. The sting sends a shiver down your spine. Then I drop a little on your ass, drawing a line from your left to your right ass cheek. By now the liquid is flowing down your legs, reaching your inners thighs and the back of your knees.You feel more and more fluid streaming down your back. The increased pace offers you little respite from the heat. Your moans grow louder with each new sting of heat going through your body. The floor. Georgia went to her and shook her hand, because she knew Americans liked that. “Contessa, you look very well. It is an honor to have you again in our home.”“Efharisto, Georgia.” Helen replied in Greek. “Your home is lovely. And I thank you for speaking English to accommodate a newcomer’s language; however, my best memories of childhood were spent in the company of Greeks, which was part of why I so heartily approved of Maria and Stavro. It was the second language that I learned as a child, and.