” She said with a smile.There was a telephone ring coming from outside, probably upstairs, she excused herself, going back to her flat.“Hopefully ...ext time we meet we have a longer conversation than that,” I said to myself.Looking around the apartment, it brought back memories of Sarah. Sitting down on the sofa I started to cry while holding my head. When I looked back up the room was darker, I must have been sitting like that for a good half hour, quickly getting up to check the utility. " She tossed me a small bag, and then walked out. With tremblinghands I opened the bag to find a blindfold and a penis gag. I knew that I reallydidn't have a choice, but I couldn't figure out whether this was some sortof nightmare scenario, or if my ultimate fantasy was going to come true. Andif that was the case, did I have any idea what I was getting myself into. Having made up my mind I walked out the door and headed toward the girlsbathroom, Alison's Victoria's Secret thong in one hand and. She could feel his tongue in her mouth and his hand gripping her bosom like it was a lifeline. Pulling away from the kiss, he planted his mouth around her nipple, sucking and nibbling. The feeling sent a shock down her spine, straight down to her ass and up to her pussy. At this point she could feel the soft material from her track shorts, pressed up against her clit. She got wet feeling the direct contact of the light shorts. It was then she realized that her partner had switched tits and was. " Clarrie helped M'lady fasten the leather bindings to my wrists and ankles and connect them to the corner posts of the bed. Tears flowed down my face and began to soak the bedspread and I couldn't stop them even when M'lady rebuked me. "I'll just have to give you something to cry about," she remarked angrily, "The stripes you had earlier have faded and need renewing and there is an ample canvas for me to paint." Again her words were accompanied by that evil smile. "Bring me a nice wide strop.