"Their Slave whimpers miserably as she's compelled down the long gravel driveway, the sharp stones cutting at her bare feet, but not daring to fall be...ind. She gasps in agony and doubles over as she stumbles, earning nothing more than a sharp and excrutiating jerk on the leash, hastening her to catch up quickly. It seems an eternity before she finally reaches the car, and she sighs with relief and real gratitude as the vicious little clamps are removed."It feels good to be free?" Yes. I wanted to see it.That little beaver, the soft brown hair neatly coiffed and just below that at the ready, Tommy. How it got in each time remained a mystery the entire tenure of Tommy.“Gracious, girl, doesn’t it hurt?” I’d queried her numerous times.“No, he’s very gentle, Cully. He loves me.” The same answer. Always.He slid it, not all of it, but a healthy portion. Just disappeared inside the girl.“Yes, Tommy, it’s soooooo easy.”A man knows without being told what a loose bag means during. It made me more aroused. Then she was like, show me what you got, and I caught hold of her and kissed her, we kissed for a good over a minute. She too got into it and while kissing, she was keeping her tongue in my mouth and feeling it. Later she removed my shirt and pajamas and I started to kiss her ear and neck till I removed her top. She was in her pink shelf bra Which exposed her awesome cleavage and her breasts as I felt they were covering only her nipples. Kissed those breasts and navel. It was becoming more and more distant, like it had happened in another lifetime. I guess in a way it had. I didn't feel any forgiveness and had no desire to see her again. After eight months or so I got a letter from her through my lawyer, Dan.Dear Eric, I can finally accept that I have destroyed our love. I won't ask forgiveness; the sin is mine and I'll atone for it. Not to place blame or anything but I think part of the problem was the way we were getting more and more into the whole.