His head bounced off the floor. He shook his head to clear it.His right leg had come free. He kicked the left leg of the chair. With a loud snap, it b...oke and his left leg was free. He then battered the back of the chair against a wall. The arms of the chair came loose. He shook his arms and the ropes fell off.Standing up straight, he barked, “When I tell you that a chair is not booby-trapped, believe me.”“There are procedures.”Paulo went over to the small room. He turned on the tap and drank a. "Are you as hungry as I am?" you ask me, nibbling your way down my neck, nipping and soothing my skin as you go.A flash of lightning illumines your face as I arch under your suddenly marauding fingers, which have wound their way down to my breasts. You pinch me, enough to make the pleasure peak with a bite of pain, and I gasp, wondering, as I do every time, why I am suddenly wet and needier than I was a minute ago."You like that, baby?"Not waiting for a reply, because you seem to know that I. When I got there he told me that he had gotten me a few presents. They were in the bathroom with a note.I went in and there was a package with a note. It said that I have become his dream girl but he wants me to not only act like one, but look like one as well. I opened it and there was a plaid skirt, a bra and thong, hose with garters, and some sexy black lace heels. All I could think was what the fuck?! But, it did excite me so I put them all on and walked into the bedroom. He just smiled. Angie smiled down at her friend. She placed her hands over Cheryl Sue's little mounds, over her shirt, covering them completely."Don't worry, Cherry. They'll grow. In a year or three they might even be as big as these puppies. Of course by then mine will be huge." Angie pulled the hem of her shirt up and off over her head, baring her tits and cupping them proudly. They were about the size and shape of lemons. As Cheryl watched, the puffy nipples darkened and puckered, rising to hard points..