"Untie me and I'll set you loose, signed paper and all," I promised, looking very serious. "Then we can really do some swiving." How you gonna do that..." she demanded, hands on hips, head cocked to the side. "Jus' talk, that is." My problem," I said. "I'll do it or die trying." That won't do me no good," she said quietly, "but I would like to swive you again 'thout climbing you like a damn tree. That's the biggest and bes' thing I ever had in me, that horn a'yours." Lula!" somebody yelled from. "Of course the slaves see only a mirror, but they can probably guess we are able to observe them through it. Perhaps if you press yourself against the glass they will see you," said Mistress Five.In each cell were one or two individuals. The majority of them were women - or appeared to be women. Some were simply naked, collared and chained, others were bound with ropes or chains into painful positions, or suspended from the ceiling. Some were covered in rubber, glistening and beautiful."They. "Oooohhhhhh, yeah, just like that baby, just like that, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah..."My wife asked Bob to stop before she came, because she wanted to try out one or two more positions, even though she knew that other opportunities would come. "My husband always really likes it when I'm on top, and I do too, so let's show him that." Bob pulled out and they switched positions, with my wife squatting over him on her haunches. "Okay, now Bob, you lie flat and don't move a muscle—I'll do the work. I led her back to the bedroom and unwrapped her towel and mine before guiding her to the bed, laying her head on the pillow and kissing her sweetly before I joined her, my hands roaming over her back as I kissed her lips, her cheeks and her neck.She mewled and kissed me back, whispering encouragement when my lips wandered to other parts of her. I slowly worked my way lower and nipped softly at her collarbone before I started kissing and sucking at her breasts. She cooed and her hands stroked my.