If you’ve ever smelled clotted blood, you know that it is almost impossible to get the horrid metallic smell out of your nose. I was truly disgusted...with how I knew I must look, and I hadn’t even seen a mirror yet. Steven strolled in just as I was finishing up my self-inspection. He set a bag of frozen peas wrapped in a towel on my ankle. ‘It’ll be about a half-hour before dinner is ready, will that give you time to clean up?’ ‘Oh Steven, I’m so sorry. What a pathetic mess I am. I’ve got blood. I was happy. Gone was Christian’s twisted definition of a relationship. His whips no longer striped my bottom. Nor did his leather cuffs shackle my arms and legs to meet his capricious whims. At least that is what I told myself. However, I did miss one element of our play, the feel and the smell of fine leather. Something about the leather ignited my senses, steamed my sex and dampened my panties. While jack was away from the office in the Orient I had used my smarts to tamper on line the. Bob Phelps glowered at him, his hands still shackled with his own handcuffs. Olan smirked, his fingers clutched around the grip of the gun in his lap. Turning back to the front, Niko tried to catch a glimpse of the airfield he knew was below. Carved from the Alaskan wilderness, the base was one of the military’s best-kept secrets, a place so covert that it didn’t have a name. ‘How much do you trust this colonel friend of yours,’ Brick asked for the fourth time since changing course for. Marie knew she had to be utterly still, to continue to meet his gaze, even though she was dying to take him into her mouth, especially when he began to rub the head across her lips.She got her wish, although not in the way she had hoped, when he used his hands to pull her jaws apart and shoved his cock into her mouth--as if she were not a person at all, nothing but a convenient hole for him to fuck. His face was as cold and dispassionate as his movements were brutally lustful. He pushed his.