The dom got down on her knees in front of the sub and blocked my view. I could not see what she was doing but when she finally moved her body after a ...ew minutes, I believe my mouth must have hung open. I know my cock jumped to total erection. The dom had put clamps on the subs inner pussy lips which were fastened to clothespins which were clamped to some skin on her inner thighs. Her cunt was fully exposed to my sight and anything the dom felt like doing. With her wrists fastened to her. The cellarer had left his records out on a nearby desk, indicating that he had not yet taken full account of all the bottles. So, I reasoned, no one would notice if I took a bottle or four. I gathered my contraband in my arms and made for the doorway, only to find it blocked by the cellarer himself—Brother Hugues. ‘Lady Eleanor,’ he spoke with a glimmer in his eye. ‘Thought you would help yourself to some wine?’ Impertinence was one of my foremost talents. ‘Aren’t you supposed to be at. ”“How do you know about Caitlin, Geneive?”“I ... She was ... I’m like you and Joe, Cole. Or I was. I was till she died.”“My God! I didn’t know.”“You never recognized me. I knew. Caitlin was already head-over-heels in love with Kyle. I knew as soon as you taught Kyle that trick about where to kiss me and then to go down on me. I was so scared that when I got back, I broke up with you.”“Right after Christmas.”“Then I wanted to get back together with you. I wanted you to know that it was me. We. We went inside, and I was able to slip the door with my knife, folding it back up into my pocket as we entered. There was noone there, but the broken window, and the billowing curtains indicated that someone had been. "Yes, I am certain someone here was calling to me for help, being held prisoner in fear of their very existance!" Eliza retorted to my unspoken wonderment. The stress of the situation, being burglers in an unfamiliar apartment was apparently telling on her, also. "I'm sorry," she.