But not humiliating. She didn’t think she’d find it humiliating if Gary chose her clothes for her either. As long as they matched. Hmmm, she w...ndered. What if they didn’t? The question about ‘Leaving Instructions as to What to Do’ made her feel funny. What if the instructions were stupid or she didn’t agree with them? The same with ‘Leaving the Bathroom Door Open’. What if it was going to be like, noisy? She blinked when she arrived at ‘Orgasm Control’. The next entry made. "Thank you honey." I said with a smile. I knew he'd like it. "Let's take my car." I saw his face fall a bit for a fraction of a second; I knew how much he loved to drive, "You drive." I said and handed him my keys."Really?" He asked. I never let him drive my car but today was different."Sure, you deserve it." I said and as I slowly pulled my hand away from his our fingers lingered longer than what was necessary and our eyes locked for a few seconds and I swear I could feel the electricity. ..." SLAP !!!!!! HE bitch slaps my face again HARD , & spits on me also , i squeal "EEEEEEE" , & squirm , filled with the pleasurable pain , & humiliation HE gives to me !!"You stupid ass cunt, did I tell you too think ?" The only thing you NEED to think about, the ONE, & only thing, you dumb COCK slut, slave boi , is how to pleasure ME , & whomever else I tell you to pleasure, right , you good for nothing, BUT swallowing CUM , & taking COCKS , in any , & ALL holes pig , I tell you too ,. But every movement made the pain worse. Fighting to try and stay off the tormenting rope meant they moved back and forth along the length of the rope. With each slip they touched a fresh segment and unleashed a renewed agony.Everything between their knees and their waist felt like it was burning and peeling away. To Willow it felt like red hot knifes were finding new flesh to slice away. Page and Willow and screamed, moaned, wept and begged for the pain to stop. But the ice in the timing device.