I have applied padlocks everywhere. Some not even necessary really, but they inflict a mental bondage on it as well.A statement I made to it, the mome...t I trapped it down here, telling it, “That’s right you stupid cunt, you’re mine, now and forever. Don’t even hope for release…ever. You’re going to be kept chained up, tied up and fucked up as long as you live. Just think of yourself as my little fuck and pain toy. A thing to do do with as I please, whenever or however as the years pass.”God the. " So where is he?" Shawna asked standing in the middle of the sitting area as Hope emerged from the bedroom."He's helping Yvonne lug her stuff back to her room after her field trip." But he doesn't like Yvonne." No, but I asked him if he'd do it last week, and he said he would." But you don't like Yvonne." I don't... I recognise that Yvonne has issues," Hope said towelling off her hair and shrugging. "Those issues have influenced how she's behaved, so I'm trying to help her past it. Anyway, you. " Martha bounced up and down on the chair, twisting my head right and left each time her ass hit the chair. Finally, she let go of my head and leaned back, mostly naked, her juices all over my face and down her legs. The other women cheered and clapped.Martha bent down and licked her juices off my face. Then she said, "Clean my legs, bitch." I did as told and licked her juices off her inner thighs.I hadn't noticed that while I was eating Martha's pussy, Sherry and Gladys had stripped from the. “Pam, my brain is about to explode. First, you are a sweetheart and I don’t see you sending out signs that you are a big sexual creature at all. Second, you are wearing your standard sweatshirt, blue jeans, and sneakers. Not exactly the little black dress with fuck-me heels. Third, you wear little or no make-up. While you’re pretty without make-up, you don’t put it on with a spatula, like I would guess that one of them does. I have no idea how anyone could look at you and think “Hooker”. I’m.