Elizabeththought to herself. She should be out at a nice restaurant withsoft music and maybe some candle light. Instead she was kneeling on the softca...pet of her living. Wearing thigh high white stockings anda shimmery white push-up bra (or a least most of one)and nothing else. Except for the ropes.Elizabeth couldn't forget about the ropes, or theblindfold. The Blindfold made it impossible to see anything, and the ropes madeit impossible to move without help. At least she wasn't buckled to the. You set your glass down and turned to leave the room, he grabbed you by your shoulders and gently pushed you down onto the tabletop. 
“I will show you how you should be admired right now!” 
With no further words he flipped your dress up over your hips, exposing your white thong and garter belt. His hand moved quickly, but so softly, to stroke your pussy through the dampening crotch of your underwear. 
You have no words! You have never had a man be so forward with you before. He is giving you no. But, number one was the important one.Oh, there were repercussions. There was a drive by at the house in the country ... that pissed Mina off beyond belief. Pyewacket wasn't happy about it either. Her kittens were sunning on the 'veranda' (a porch that big isn't a porch. It's a veranda.) and one of the multitude of bullets just missed. Pyewacket, being the only witness to the make, model and license plate number of the car, took action.Two nights later, the car ... with traceable stolen weapons. He was and still is a selfish bastardand she didn't believe that would change anytime soon. Doing this wasthe only way in which they could still maintain this relationship inher eyes. She was convinced that if she stopped this now and just gaveup the cage and the tapes Monroe would kick her out and leave her withnothing but the clothes on her back. If she could look into his headright now her suspicions would be proven.What she was doing might be cruel, but as she saw it, it was justice,justice.