I knew it was Mr. Smith. I didn't move. I felt his hands plant themselves on the either side of my head and his knees in the either sides of my hips. ...e was directly above me, ready to have his way with my body once again. He lowered himself, rubbing his body against mine. I could feel his boner rubbing against my buttocks. He whispered into my ear "My slut is wet already, isn't she? Oh my cute slut Alice...I am gonna have so much fun with you".I could bear it no longer. I raised my head,. ..slut thoughtit odd that this time Master had not provided a gag?.... the instructions read that i should zip my worthless and partiallybound body into the bag by 6pm...or else..... it was now 10 minutes to 6..... i knelt in the middle of the cold slippery sack.....and pulled the 2 sides upwhen stretched they barely reached my waist....i had to crouch low...whichforced the bonds on my legs to tighten...and the but plug to slide deeper into mei zipped the bag from the back up over my. I just shook my head and figured they would work it out. I was just happy to see my little girl was standing up to my son.Dawson raised his arms, so I picked him up. Someone was tired because he laid his head against my chest.“Adrienne wants some pictures,” I said as I handed Pam my phone.Pam took some candid shots and then joined Ashley and Scarlet in the kitchen. There was a knock at the door, and I let Chuck in. The traitor would rather spend time with the girls than with the kids and me.An. The only two things she could do, the only things I allowed her to do, were scream and feel whatever I wanted her to feel.Erika's little body was struggling beneath mine, her thin wrists cuffed to the headboard of the bed, her face pressed against the mattress and her legs strapped bent so she was forced to be kneeling, letting her tight and flawless behind on the air for the right fit. It was perfect: the struggle, the virginal tightness, the resistance of her young entrance... It was just me.