I take her from my lap and carry her into the back of her green garden to the tree.Susanne doesn't really know what is happening. And especially not w...y? I tie her hands around that big trunk.Susanne silently listens to my lesson: "Look Love, spanking can be for pure pleasure and sexy satisfaction.Susanne, if you will be disobedient, I will spank you for punishment. The difference is simple: Orgasm or not!"Susanne nods to show me she understands what I mean. "So you still love me and offer your. “No. I figured if she was a fan of Chris Lane and her name was in the title, she would probably hear it, and be pleasantly surprised.”“Pleasantly surprised.” She sniggered and dropped into that Southern accent again. “She probably creamed her pretty pink panties.”I swallowed heavily at that image. I wasn’t sure how it was happening, but the last twelve months seemed to be slipping away quickly, each of them feeling lighter and less consequential, the longer Summer sat on my lap. The heat from. When special interests pushed for a radical new solution, the public was ripe for it. Slavery, of a particularly high tech nature, had been reintroduced.Bill Steelforth had arrived at his office early for a meeting with a key client. Bill was a 'slaver's agent'. He represented a number of diverse clients, but most particularly the interests of an elite slave owning and trading firm known as Richmond SlendaBond.Bill was in his mid forties and at the peak of his career. Often he would visit a new. They fit perfectly into his hands, and when he started to play with my nipples and pinch them, quite expertly, I felt to my horror that they rose to the occation. I cursed myself inwardly for reacting so positively to his caress. Perhaps it was partly the relief from my fear of getting killed, and partly my tied up position. With my former husband I sometimes played the 'slave'-part, and often it would make me terribly horny.- Hey, Tom. We might as well get a bit of fun out of this lady. We're.