“GGGHHH,” I choked as he pulled it tighter, the gag cutting off my supply of air. In his other hand he had a three prong leather whip. He let them...play over my naked breast, the cold leather making my nipples pluck into hardness. “You better suck my dick, missy or I’m gonna whip your sweet little pussy and tits raw!” He yanked my head back again, the gag now a noose around my neck, continually cutting off my air supply. “OOHH, NNNO,” I screamed, choking as the noose tightened, the head of his. I'd forgotten about that quest, and wished they'd asked me before they had gone; Ser Otto died, which I could have warned them about, maybe prevented. I didn't say anything; I felt guilty enough, and didn't want them feeling bad.I was surprised that Duncan had agreed to the quest; it was entirely unrelated to the Blight or the Civil War. When I asked him, he merely shrugged, but his eyes strayed to Wulf's retreating back, and I guessed it had been a test – of skill, or perhaps temperament? –. She reached behind her and undid her bustier and removed it revealing her 2 beautiful soft breast, as he reached up to touch them she with draw and told him no. She reached behind her to grab the tie and her stockings. He was surprised about this until she grabbed his hands and tied them together then onto the table so they were above his head and he could not move them. She got back on top of him still feeling his cock through his boxers, this time feeling it wanting her more and more. Slowly. Arriving at their house, I parked in the drive, and walked up to the front door, and knocked gently. No sooner than I had knocked than the door opened and there was Amy, standing with a big smile on her face, and behind her was her mother Jenny. I quickly closed the door behind me, and just looked at these two lovely women, mother and daughter, standing there before me.Amazingly, Jenny was standing behind her daughter, but her hands were round her daughters breasts, playing with them in front.