With the oil on his hand it helped to make a connection, dam that hurt. I flinched. I could feel the welt rising. Smack on the other thigh, the inside... of my legs were on fire. Mark spoke in a low voice and very slowly, " I told you cunt not to make a sound, now open up!"Mark was walking around the table as the words crossed his lips. He brushed the ball gag off my neck. Replaced his hand on my neck and throat. He was holding my head and neck steady to the table. My eyes darted around but I. We had a mellow relaxing day, put the Christmas decorations up and made dinner. Late in the evening I got a text from Sean. He had finished his family dinner and was hoping to kill a few hours before heading home so he could avoid traffic. Of course I invited him over. He showed up looking damn hot in a suit with a dark grey shirt and burgundy tie. Have I mentioned that a man in a suit is a weakness of mine? Over the next few hours we chatted and polished off a bottle of wine. I sort of. Kirse, I do. Can I convince you to leave your robe in there until tomorrow?”Allison turned toward Ms. Frauhold. “If I had worn normal clothing today, maybe. I intend to use my bathrobe tomorrow morning though.”“Very well. I’ll unlock your box for you.” She turned to Gary. “Where is your partner and Mr. Lopez?”“Ted is escorting Mr. Lopez to the practice field first, and then he will come to claim Mr. Lopez’s robe and bring it to the field afterward.”She paused. “I hope he’s smart enough to wait. They were sensitiveand tender all the time. I am still wearing soft vests directly againstmy skin. Well to be honest to myself, they are girls camisoles. Jenny hassuggested that I start to wear a bra, but I can't bring myself to do thatsomehow. If they grow any more, I shall have no choice.My face looks softer than it used to. We have always looked very similar,almost like twins instead of second cousins. I am now starting to lookmore and more like Jen. Jen said that if we wore the same make.