"Why don't you quit that damned Ranger job and stay right here with me? This saloon could make a good living for both of us." Vickie repeated an offer...she'd made to Jim many times before. The circumstances were a sight different this time, though. She usually half jokingly asked him to stay with her just before he left."Vickie, you know me better than to think I could ever be a kept man." Jim's body was reacting predictably to her practiced touch; it was his mind that was having a problem with. I felt his wonderful little cock harden and pulsate under my touch. I gentle touched him, there in the dark, and rubbed him softly in a stroking motion. I heard him breathe in short, sharp breaths. He no longer resisted my attempts and let my slide down his bottoms, exposing his throbbing, hard dick. I moved to him and licked his tight little ball sack then sucked them lightly felling the soft folds and wrinkles on my lips and tongue. My eager mouth dove down on him, taking him all the way. Her nose had been a little too wide for her face, but now, it seemed to fit with the rest of her face perfectly. Eyes, mouth ... everything was perfectly proportioned and balanced. Her tummy was now flat and her ass was smaller and tight. Even her pussy looked different.She had brought her hands up to cup her breasts, then tugged gently on her nipples. A sensation, many times stronger than she had expected, roared through her, almost sending her to her knees with its intensity. She staggered. My subjugation is so complete that I almost find myself offering to help. Now that the nipple clamps are on, real fear returns. Tighter now but I know there is far more in store for my naked helpless body. The clamps are joined by a chain and I know that any tension in the chain will increase the pain. I have a dull achy feeling inside me, in my womb. I breathe slowly, the way I was taught so that I don’t panic. I try and concentrate on Zoe’s bottom and legs as she lowers the blinds of her.