His hand then moved down to my panties and he slowly stroked them. I moaned as he felt my wet slit through my panties. He leaned into my ear and whisp...red, "Damn, baby...you're so wet for me." "Only you," I whispered as he began to pull my panties off. He got down and lightly licked my slit. His tongue sent shivers up my spine as he began licking my pussy. It felt amazing as he sucked my clit. I moaned and ran my fingers in his hair and curled my toes. My butt was on the edge of the counter. ‘James, can you put him to sleep? I can break the chains and destroy the links to everything he’s seen since he arrived, but I need him to stop making new links for a minute.’James reached out and slowed Wainright’s breathing, relaxed him and he was soon slumped in his chair, fast asleep. ‘It’s your show, baby girl. Show daddy and the rest of us what you’re doing so we can all learn.’They watched as the landscape changed again, becoming a field of chains, their lengths stretching out before. For the next two weeks this was the pattern of her life exhausting exercise, and a unrelenting determination to become fit and strong so she could escape. The only things that did change was her own fitness level and Candy’s clothes. Elizabeth was in the best physical shape of her life she even ran 10kM per day on the high heels and her feet didn’t ache nearly as much as they did 2 weeks ago. Candy never wore the same thing twice her clothes ranged from a G-string and a pair of nipple clamps to. The Sloans had a pool, and they spent most of the summer frolicking in it. Stuart enjoyed sitting on the deck beside the pool watching them in their innocent yet vaguely homoerotic play. The two made quite a stunning pair. Matthew's dark hair contrasted nicely with Christopher's blond locks, and each one had a rock hard ass that could make a Greek god do a double-take. Stuart had decided then and there to fuck one or both of the nubile young lads if he got the chance.It looked like Lady Luck.