‘Pierre,’ he replied, shaking her hand and trying not to become completely aroused by the touch of her supple skin on his. And that was it. As su...denly as she’d appeared in his life, she was called to another conversation by another interesting guest. What on earth could Pierre do that would hold the attention of Catharine? Probably nothing. But it was too late, she was a part of him now, one he could not shake. Days drifted into weeks, weeks into months and Catharine still filled Pierre’s. He liked to keep me in the dark. He had left me here again to make me beg for him. Just that night he told me that my treat was that I could sleep in bed with him instead of on my cold hard cot. He had never tied me up in the dark before, knowing it would frighten me because of my horrible childhood. I loved him and trusted him even when he hurt me. He never gave me any reason to fear him but this was very different. I felt something sharp press into my breast in the darkness and I yelped, His. She was now this bee’s master and she loved him. Kissing the flak, close to the sleeping form of the bee, Tink tucked it into the belt of her tunic, picked up her chains and wire and completed her walk to the ship an directly to the Captain’s cabin. She stopped twice to pull the cork briefly and then replace it so as to offer her pet a change of air. Her Master was busy with the crew and Tink spoke lovingly to the bee. “My beautiful pet, I love you. A bee’s life is a short one and I will miss. The difference was because my sister and daughter shared the humiliating experience with me it felt kind of fun and we competed to see who could act like a bigger pig.Chastity has a naturally pink coloration to her skin and a slightly turned up nose that gives her a piggy look anyway. She totally embraced her role and oinked, and rutted around the motel room.We slept tied up tightly. The three of us were sandwiched so that Buttercup was in the middle. My nose was in my daughter’s cunt, and her.