She slipped a hand down her panties and rubbed a little. She licked her fingers and rubbed some more.She took a long step over to my desk and ran her ...and over the corner of the desk top. It’s a metal desk, so the corners are nice and rounded with a smooth metal cap. She stepped up and pressed her pussy against the corner. After rubbing it a couple times, she picked up a hand towel from my desk and draped it over the corner and with this extra padding went back to the grind. She bent her knees,. Vicky's handcuffed wrists were now on the pillow under my neck.A minute later, the woman tied Vicky's ankles to my legs with two more pieces of phone cord. "Now, that wasn't so hard was it?" she said to Vicky. Then she looked at me and with that wicked grin of hers, "But from the looks of it, something will be soon!" You evil bitch!" Vicky started, "If I ever get hold of you, I'm going to scratch your eyes out."But the woman said nothing to Vicky, she simply stepped toward the nightstand with. Holding up her left hand in a fist, she signaled the advance to halt. Each of the troops under her command knew exactly what to do and disguised themselves as part of a tree, or a rock, hugging the ground and pretending to be invisible. Some turned outward to watch for trouble and some turned inward, to guard their leader.With a flick of her fingers, she signaled her lead scout to release one of the tiny, fly-sized drones he carried. It hovered for a second, a momentary break in the cloud cover. And then, there was always the making up. I guess we both looked forward to it. I remember this one time when she was relating an incident and it came to arguing about whose side would we take, if it came to that. Well, we differed. And then, without warning she just sprang up from the floor where she was lounging and fell on me. I was sitting on the sofa with a glass of juice in my hand… and just when she went for me I had it resting on my tummy. It spilled all over us… I dropped the glass.