"Damn, look at all of the tat's on this babe, that just raised her a notch or two in my book." Betsy ignored the catcalls, concentrating on the view i... front of her on the wall monitor. The man's glee was apparent.Betsy had over twenty tattoos on her body, most on her back with the rest scattered about her abdomen and legs. None were visible in most of the street clothes that she wore though she was not afraid or ashamed of the flowers that adorned her body. The flowers, petals really, each. I love him very much, and I know he loves me. Our relationship is rich and complex, but as you could probably guess from me calling him Daddy, he is my leader as well as the love of my life.I'm by no means a perfect wife. I have a willful streak and when it gets out of hand, Daddy will tell me so, and if I don't rein myself in, he'll pass sentence on the spot, usually by saying, "Alright, Cindy, it's clear that you need some discipline. Come with me." (if we're not home, he'll simply say. I about to cum and I feel my muscles contract against his fingers as another orgasm is about to hit. I'm riding the waves. He makes me cum again and again.At this point the guy hadn't even fucked me and I'm almost completely satisfied. He eats me for I swear it was eternity. He makes me cum on more time. He was rubbing my clit, eating my lips and rubbing my spot. It felt like I was flying high from the orgasm I had. I had already soaked the bed from my orgasms. He looked up at me smiling from. They, like, wouldn't tell anyone about this place."He shook his head. "The Order has people who are experts in gettinginformation. Particularly from unwilling participants. By now, they'vealready compiled a list of your closest friends and family. At somepoint, sooner rather than later, someone will mention Thomas' name.When the Order finds out that he has a house on the outskirts of thecity, they will make this the first place they look." Okay," I said, trying to ignore the fluttering.