What did I have for lunch anyway? I do remember she showed me several photos of Jenny and talked about growing up on a ranch in Montana. I seem to rec...ll telling her about growing up on a farm in South Carolina.“So how did you get from sitting on the porch swing at the Hacienda with Cindy to shopping, decorating, cooking, and having lunch at the Rosewood?”“I asked her advice about a Christmas gift for you, and she volunteered to take me to some shops where I might find something.”Juliet glanced. " I unfolded the letterand began to read it. Her hand softly stroked my hair as I read it.After the first paragraph I knew I was in deep shit! "Keep readingsweetie, I can see your getting very nervous." My leg was nervouslyrocking back and forth at all the information in the letter. As Ifinished the last paragraph I placed my hand up to my mouth and gasped!Mrs. Jenkins pulled the letter from my trembling hand and folded itback up. The dress company now wanted pictures of her dress designsbeing. ’ Thank you Master, you reply. ‘Good girl, now lay on the bed for me. As you get up and lay on the bed, I take two of your scarfs and tie your hands and legs together. Before I step back to admire your beautiful, stunning, and helpless body at reflects in the candle light. Then I take a piece of ice and slowly run it across your lips and slowly begin tracing the outline of your lips sending shivers throughout your body. Then I take another piece and slowly move down your neck towards your. I’m having to breath through my mouth to get enough air and I let this hot breath blow over her ass. I push my mouth to those warm spots, kissing her. I open my mouth as my hands move around to her hips. I grip her body, pulling my mouth to her cheeks. I feel her skin between my lips and press harder to feel her ass cheek between my teeth now and bite. I do this gently, most of the time, but sometimes or as I progress my ritual, I bit hard, leaving marks. I love the feeling of her ass between.