What are you doing? Now she’s going to think your that creepy jackass that likes to get grabby. Reluctantly, I released her and stepped back as I be...ated myself mentally. She hadn’t protested or pulled away, but I felt like a fool. Still, it had been nice while it lasted, she was the perfect size to hold. Well, the damage was done I guess, time to go before I managed to embarrass myself. ‘It’s a little too cold out here, I’ll see you back inside.’ *** When I had the dream that night I knew I. I carefully steered the conversation away from any shop talk about school or exam requirements for veterinary college, instead talking about experiences of various vets I had known through my animal advocacy work. I had picked a fairly high quality restaurant that specialised in vegetarian cuisine, and Emma appeared awestruck by her surroundings as I took her by the arm and guided her in. She gave my hand a gentle squeeze. A foretaste of what was to come, maybe? We held hands under the table. Brought back still covered in the weals raised by her whip. There to be fastened again into the cruel iron pillory. There to be ravaged again by six b**sts chosen from the ranks of those who guard her Palace. The vileness of it was beyond all description. As it had been on the first occasion. Yet, to the Princess and her acolytes, it was a commonplace matter. Something that could – and often did – happen everyday.Something to amuse them in their dalliance.It could have been music. It could have. Harder this time.?No.? ?Simon, Simon please. This is not funny.? I repeated starting to panic.?Open your mouth,? he said ignoring me.For a fleeting second I thought about doing something ridiculously clich? like mentioning Carmen and how Simon was standing with his cock out in front of his brother’s girlfriend. But I figured stating the obvious would be insulting his intelligence and mine. I was starting to pant but as I hesitated a few seconds too long I felt him increase the pressure on my.