He was close to collapsing, yet his cock stiffened to rigidity at the sight of the neat and efficient looking noose; he had imagined it when Miranda p...onounced sentence, and once again when forced to sample Matron's delicious folds, but it had seemed surreal; he now had sight of the noose he would actually swing from and he knew he would die. The Destiny Mistress smiled with sublime contentment as she took his leash and pulled it taught to ensure he did not falter; the wicked guards whipped his. “Your mother is nicer than I thought,” she said.“Thank you,” he said.“You’re nicer too,” she blurted.“Thanks again.” He smiled at her and she felt even worse for having planned to ruin his life. “You want me to wait for you?” he asked.“No,” she said. “I’ll be along shortly.”“Okay,” he said. “While I’m in town I’m going to go get some ice cream. You know how they say pregnant women want ice cream and pickles? Not my sisters. Not while they were pregnant, anyway. Now that they’ve given birth they. I used to belong to her.”That shocked me. Thus far I had only thought of Sheila only as dominant, but it never occurred to me that she might have chosen to kneel before another. Yet it made sense. Kimberly was older, lovely and sometimes the best dominants are former subs. “What was she like?”Mistress smiled and remembered. “Very skilled with cane and flogger. Very precise, but loving and responsive. I learned most of my rope work from her.” I could see her eyes roll back for a moment as. "It's like we've been likethis our whole lives. I mean, I don't feel at all unnatural speakingJapanese. But when I try to speak English it's like trying to speakJapanese was just yesterday..." I know," nods Jim. "I've been going through the same realizations thelast few hours." So what are we going to do now?" Larry asks. "Even if we can get backto the hotel rooms, no one is going to believe we're the 30 year old menour passports show us as." True," nods Jim. "But they will believe we are.