I wrap herforearms together, and thus her arms aren't going anywhere, and she isnow completely helpless. Of course her little apron is likely sticking...traight out now where her little clitty is pushing against it, (and nodoubt spotting it) letting Me know just how deliciously, femininely,helpless and vulnerable she is feeling. I fasten fur-lined cuffs toeach of her ankles, and she knows what's coming next. I take a spreaderbar and attach first one cuff, and then spreading her legs as far as. So we get her tonite for about a week or 10 days then once a month or so from then on. The story is, she?s in rehab, again, then goes back for a ?refresher? every month or so.??And the moron???When the bimbo is ready, Federline is ours.??So, what?s the plan???Mom?s going to make sure she?s out of it, we put her in the van and take her to the old storage place. The second basement we fixed up for the private club won?t be open for another week or two, plenty of time! But remember, Mom doesn?t. I had some thoughts going through my head about being angry with her,and angry at Tom for putting me in this position, but what could I say? Besides, it was really me that was the problem, not her. I was a guy,sitting in front of her, wearing a dress. I was stuck, I was trapped,and there was no way out of it. I remember I was actually honest withher about what I did. Besides, I'm not a good liar, and knowing her,she would have gotten to the truth anyway.I also remember two other things. “No, you like me to keep it hidden from you,” I replied, “You told me last night, that it turned you on when I show Gary my lingerie and not you.”“I guess, I don’t remember, but I guess I did.”I was thinking quickly!“You told me, even if you beg me, I must not show you.”“I did?”“Yes, you did, so I am keeping my body from you as you wished.”The following day, I was nervous about my master arriving before my husband had left. I kept on reminding him that he should leave early. I could not have my.