She knew he would soon be begging for the cane and whip, and she would know much exquisite pleasure before he was allowed the noose; she fingered her ...unt as Miranda postured dominantly over him with the cane, oh yes, his days were numbered.Miranda laid the cane across his back, making his ass rise in anticipation, and making her sneer at his pathetic weakness as she slipped out of her jacket and displayed her rigid nipples in the white silk blouse she wore, and then she pinned her black hair. " Might?" Well, we were quite sexually active back then. It's either here, in bed, on the sofa, in a carriage on the way back from the theatre, in the kitchen, or about a dozen other places." In a carriage? What if someone heard you?" The carriage driver knew not to say anything. Though Sargo did say he gave him a "get in there" look as we left." You must miss your husband a lot..." Yes, I do," Lascina said, kissing him. "But I love you too. Sargo told me that if he ever died, he wanted me to. I answered yes immediately and followed her through the door. As i closed it behind me she grabbed my neck & pulled me down to kiss me. Our tongues explored each other's mouths and as the kiss ended she said that she'd wanted to do that for ages. I couldn't believe it, I'd been too shy to say anything for all this time. We started to kiss again and i put my hands on her waist and pulled her close, she could feel my erection through my trousers and slid her hand down, gripping my cock. I was in. The cord sparked and started smoking. She quickly unplugged it and, again, exclaimed, “FUCK!”I had no idea what to do. I felt useless as she stood up and threw the pump on the ground. She sighed and grabbed her breasts again.“What can I do?” I asked, genuinely at a loss.Her expression went from frustrated to serious. “Mark,” she said with a pause, “I know we just met. But I really need you to do something for me.”“Sure, anything,” I replied.“I need you to…help me relieve the pressure.”“I’m.