It's been about what I want, notabout what's best for our marriage. I should stop."Mistress smiled. "You aren't perverse," she said. "You have a kink....hat's all. Denying it would be perverse. It isn't selfish. You're beingwho you are. Besides, I enjoy this, too. And you can't stop. I have yourcontract."Jo-Jo continued to weep. Her entire body shook."Jo-Jo," Mistress said. "Am I too hard on you? I was told I had to bestrict, that that was part of the life. I was told you need humiliation.That's. Smith picked me up at home after school. They asked my parents If I could watch their kids tonight. They said sure no problem, what time will you be home? Mrs. Smith said 10:00 It was about 5:00 when we got to the mall, the kids saw Chuck E Cheese they wanted to go. We all went in, I felt like the older teenage daughter. The kids ran around and ate pizza in between. I was getting bored. Mrs. Smith said You ready to do some shopping? I thought I was babysitting? She said, We got to get you some. No time. He barely managed to steal a breath before the man shoved the already hard cock into his mouth.The boy choked, despite Henry's earlier assurance, but that didn't bother the man. He pulled out, still holding Simon by the hair, and said,"Go on then, slut. Prove your worth."Foster, thought Simon, as it suddenly came to him. John Foster, owner of Christina and Valerie- no, Valerie's dead ... He likes ... he likes-He leaned forward, trying to ignore the fear, the disgust, and, god help him,. She yanked hard on the lead, pulling up the slack, he fell at her feet, tears falling, the strangled yelp he made bringing a wider smile to her face. He was lifted by four of the guardswomen, easily, and thrown on the alter, his legs forced straight out, every time he tried to fight the chains being placed on him, she yanked harder, starts were flashing in his eyes, pinpoints of light swimming in his vision brought on by pain. He was finally bound, spread-eagled out on the alter, the girls of.