Falling into my arms, we lay naked on top of the covers. My cock shimmering from the fluids, her pussy so wet that I couldn’t resist tasting it. I w...rked back down her body over her breasts, kissing and playing the nipples with my tongue, kissing around her belly then and down over the soft flesh. Running my tongue up and down on the clit, I could feel her legs around my head. Like a vice, she was holding me in position, but I didn’t mind at all. Sucking and nibbling at the swollen clitoris, my. She knew it was a deliberate psychological pressure. By confining her to the small world of the bed except when she ate or bathed or answered the call of nature, she was kept in an unending state of boredom. Thus it was easier to force her across the fallen barriers into the only world where there was relief from boredom.She damned herself for her weakness, and the tears rolled from her eyes onto the sheet as she tried to think of a method she could use to strengthen her resistance. If she. She tossed the idea as quickly as it came, her little bell on a tether was in a tin next to her desk, in easy reach here, but so far away from the bed. She slowly smoothed her hands down her stomach, closing her eyes to feel silk press against her, her hands moving down and around to go down her thighs. One hand made its way to the waistband of her boy-shorts, a single finger teasing the skin above her panties. Again, his words come to mind, prompting her to fetch her tether while she splayed. A pair of stilettos completed her outfit and I was sure she had left her thong behind, since Jerome did not like to waste time in stripping her…As I was in the kitchen, a car’s horn sounded at the street and Ana kissed me goodbye from the front door. She warned me perhaps this time she would be back early during the night.I had dinner alone; then I poured a glass of Irish whisky and sat down to watch porn. The chosen movie showed some guys using toys to masturbate women. Huge toys, like those.