Bending down, I again heard the familiar snaps of tiny padlocks being locked into place on my feet, again making my feet prisoners to these horrible c...ntraptions.My Master then released my arms from the shackles. It took a few minutes for the blood to rush back into my arms and hands, but he had no time to wait for that as he roughly pulled on the leash and sent some zaps through to my collar to spur me on. I fell a few times while learning to walk in these heels, but quickly learned that I. I could also hear a man's voice. Mary came into the room and went straight to the bathroom and without closing the door. I could hear her start to pee. "I needed to do this for the last hour!" Mary said. I could tell she had been drinking. I kept plying my game of pong. Mary came out of the bathroom and laid on the floor beside me, her pants still undone. Mary placed her hand on my leg and said "I have been thinking about you all night, I have been thinking about you a lot lately." The way she. “It’s happening already, inside you. I should have thought of this before. I’m a bit of an old fool really.”He tried to clench but it was no good, Jamie forced his cock inside Nathan’s asshole, the pain of the head breaking through causing pain and eliciting a cry from Nathan. From there on it was easier and Jamie pushed himself fully inside. The sensation came almost at once. That part of Nathan that had felt disgusted at taking cock also suffered guilty pleasure, and that pleasure was greater. Sheila and I were due at ten o’clock. Hopefully, between the JAG and Daniel Ngo, our visit would be brief. A call to Curtis informed me that nothing major had happened in the last four hours. A call to Danny Ngo informed me that the smaller thug would survive, but would loose a length of intestine and some use of his arm. His partner would never walk without a cane. In comparison, Mr. Leader only had three broken ribs and a cracked breast bone. Thinking about it made my hand hurt. I ordered.