He let her back down then pulled hard again on the leash but the same thing happened. She just couldn’t stay down she was too light. Lois breathed h...rd through her nose as she grunted and moaned. Peter looked about and saw the silver handcuffs on the floor nearby. He kept humping his wife harder and harder as he grabbed hold of the cuffs. Now he saw that they were near the wall and a radiator. He let go of the leash and leaned forwards over his wife’s back. But before she had a chance to look. Her hair hung in wavy curls, spilling over her shoulders, making her appear glamorous. Turned to one side, I admired her shape, a tightly clinging dress showing the silhouette of her slight frame, reinforcing the impression of a girl in her teens. Turned as she was, it was hard to ignore the way each breath lifted her perfectly shaped, if small, breasts, nor the obvious shape of her nipples. It being a warm night, it was easy to guess that she was in a state of arousal, reinforced by the rosy. One glance at the naked girl laying on the bed confirmed Mercy’s suspicions; the house guest would be staying for many more days. Violet gave her favorite human a deep passionate kiss and reached up with both her small hands to fondle Mercy’s ample breasts. From the vampire’s point of view it seemed like only yesterday that the plump teenager had been her little doll. A dozen years had changed Violet not at all, her small breasts were just starting to blossom but would never grow. The princess. What’s it to be? Open it here? Or never with me?’First date.It’s. A. First. Fucking. Date.Ultimatums?Every bone in her body is aching to just get up and leave, and let him sit on his own, with his smug fucking face slowly realising that his game’s backfired.Fuck. Arrogance doesn’t even begin to cover it.And yet.He looks calm. Laconic, even. He’s not even shifted in his chair. Sipping wine. Eyes: assessing.She moves the box closer.What could be so fucking shameful that she’d need to make this.