Resentment, too, at this intrusion into her life, but with the acceptance that this wasn't his fault. "Hell," she added, "now I don't have to worry ab...ut how to kick you out of my bed without looking like a bitch." I never stay in a bed where I'm not wanted." Now that he was horizontal, fatigue overwhelmed him. His feet were still on the ground, the effort to raise them seemingly too much. Reality was fading."Good." A blanket fell on top of him. A hand, warm, caring, touched his forehead. He. Ms. Cane continued, ?And the best part is, I have never had to restrain her or confine her – well, not unless we were playing.? She had a wicked smile which told all about their bondage games they had played over the past couple days. ?She has had plenty of opportunity to escape, but she has decided to remain here and continue her training.??Julie knows that she is property, and we are doing what’s best for her. Don’t you slave??Once again, Ms. Cane stared directly into Julie’s eyes. Caught. Bobbing my head up and down on his cock I could see her getting antsy to join in, she was twisting her nipples and running a finger or two through her pussy. I guess the sight of me sucking his cock excited her." "As I came up from deep throating his cock I looked up to smile at her. It was then she moved her soft hand on he small of my back. Caressing my back, she was working her hand up under my shirt until she found my bra; which before I could give her the signal to go ahead her fingers. . well I only had a few drinks at my girlfriend’s house earlier,” Marci said. He seemed to be taken aback by this and he only nodded. “Well you’re driving awfully slow, would you mind opening your door for me? You don’t have to stand up I just need to ask you a few questions.” She nodded, a bit confused but she opened the door widely, pulling her legs out from the car onto the pavement as he moved out the way, his hands resting at his side. He reached for his handcuffs and held them out.