Tina didn't understand what that could mean but determined to suffer as little as possible and not anger these people she replied."Yes Mistress, I wou...d like to have my fuck holes improved to Masters liking." That is better. I'll start right away then, but we need to get you in a better position for that."Tina hadn't noticed but Sue was already wheeling in a low metal table, withstirrups at one end and two rods sticking out horizontally at the other. Sue released Tina from the udder stand and. He then began to undo her shirt and then opened it up and unfastened her bra. Her breasts were free then, and he felt them and cupped them in his hands. Her nipples betrayed her by their hardness. He pinched them and pulled them, stretching them away from her chest. He went back to the box and brought two clamps that he placed on her nipples. The pressure was intense as they clamped hard onto her sensitive nipples. He flicked and moved them to toy with her, and laughed as she groaned and her. I hear the box springs give under his weight on the bed, and look over my shoulder at him.“Come here, princess,” he says patting his fingertips against his lips. I know what this gesture means.With trembling fingers, I unbutton my shorts, sliding them back down my legs, stepping out of them. My hands raise my t-shirt over my head. While fumbling, my fingers unhook my bra, and I watch it fall before me. My hands glide my thong down to top off the pile of clothes on the floor.I go to him.The soft. At the end of three days I’d pretty much made up my mind that Reginald Markham had not disappeared himself. I had to accept the thought that someone or someone’s had disappeared him. I could be wrong, but I seriously doubted that his wife had anything to do with it. The question became who and why.To me the obvious answer was Dave Bart and the why was so he could have a clear field to Elizabeth Markham. I picked up the phone and called the number that Elizabeth had given me. When she answered I.