Joy start kissing my neck and telling me different things like: its such a turn on a 27 yr old is turned on by her, shes never been fucked like this b...fore, she can't remember the last she was this wet. After this I couldn't take it anymore and tossed her on the bed and blew my big load all over her titties. She gets up to clean off the spoils of victory and lay on the bed exhausted. I hear Joy start to walk over and feel her run her hands up my legs and then to my chest when I feel a kiss on. Finally after one particularly brutal self hogtie, she slappedmy ass and said "good girl" and untied me. Thank God, it was killing metoo. I don't know what I was thinking, making it so stringent andtight. As she unlocked the cuffs she said to buy a gag or two also.All that lead me to where I was right now. In my car, headed towardsthe old miner's shack on the out skirts of town. I hate that shack. Inthe best of weather, its hotter than hell. Today was a scorcher. I hada suitcase full of. The next part would be difficult for Clovis and the other warriors so I prefaced this with a description of a world community based on trade. Rome had almost collapsed in the last century when cheap imports killed their businesses. This led to globalization in the fourth century.I minimised what I had done in Germania Inferior but got the point across that I was casting iron and to a limited extent steel too. The houseware segment of my business was stressed and made sure everybody here knew. Not quite the formal attire expected of the daughter of the Earl of Tredegar. I did return to more fitting dress whenever we were in England and the fashion of a plunging neckline and bustle saw many a young suitor become tiresome to me. Whilst in London we attended dinners and parties of the well to do but my mind was on other things. I ached for a new adventure and tired of roast pheasant and gossip. One such occasion was a typical boring evening at the Lord Mayor’s residence in Kensington..