Slowly, she got up, putting all her weight on her right leg. Trying to keep her left foot off the floor, she swayed, then grabbed my shoulder for supp...rt. I slid my arm around her waist, our eyes meeting for a second."Can you put weight on your ankle?" I asked.Jessica shook her head, leaned on me and hopped on her good foot. With her left arm around my neck, her body pressed against mine, I felt my emotions surge. She moaned again.We clumsily made our way to the bathroom. She was emitting soft. “Painting your arm was too much,” she said. “And where is my candy?” He always overbought for Halloween, but he was thoughtful enough to buy her favorite. She was going to add five pounds in the next three days.“It’s only food coloring. It will wash right off.” He took one wrapped cup from his stash and started to hand it to her. “I have to drop it in a bag.” He pulled her blouse out with his right hand and dropped the candy from the dyed one. She saw right then that she should change from her. I really hope we get together again before too much time has passed. I love you.”“Oh, Dale. Thank you for helping in my metamorphosis. Yes, again, soon. I love you, too. Go be with your wife and other lovers.”Dale smirked, “I have to pry Susan out of Ron’s bed. She got all enamored with him last night. She was mumbling about younger men, so I have to make up some distance to catch up.” He laughed, and then disappeared.Dave said, “Shall we get up. I want to get a head start on the breakfasts for. Was her Sub using fear to overwhelm her emotions, so then she could amplify the pleasure when the fear subsided? Pamela wanted nothing more than for the pain and fear to stop, and the pleasure to start.Jackie carefully worked the knife blade over Pamela’s pussy lips. She was surprised to see the slippery juices on the blade from her wet lips. Jackie worked the tip of the knife up to the hood over Pamela’s clit, where she softly prodded the delicate skin. She swiftly pulled the knife blade.