"Yes! Oh, fuck, Daddy! Fuck, fuck, fuck!" she said as her ass began to dance around and she shook and squirmed in her bonds.I held the wand against he... pussy for a good ten seconds or so, letting her get a good sampling of what it was capable of before pulling away."Oh wow, that thing is strong!" she panted as she lay there still quivering from her brief, but intense introduction."It does seem to get your attention," I said. "But we aren't done quite yet!" As soon as the words left my mouth, I. He undid the buckle and gently pulled it from her foot. Taking her foot into his hands, he guided it back to the floor. He took her other foot in his hand and helped her cross it over her other leg.Just barely able to see over the shelves, she glanced around making sure no one was close by, before returning her gaze in time to see him lowering his head to kiss the foot he now held. His lips were soft and warm as they touched her skin. She felt so sexy and desirable as she watched him continue. " Alright, stop," she snapped."What? The laundry machine crosses a line?" Krista asked as innocent as a cat with a bird in its mouth.Caitlyn frowned as she ran, staring ahead. "My machine's a bit of a clunker," she grumbled."Even better!" Krista didn't miss a beat. "Imagine pressing up against it as it shimmied and rattled. The warmth and smell of soiled laundry getting a vigorous cleaning in an old, beat up laundry machine. Thump! Thump! Thump! It would be a literal, figurative, and aural. "I think I can manage the bedroom foran evening of love making easily enough but taking complete control ofhis sex life? Any suggestions on what to do there exactly?"Samantha made a tiny shrug. "I don't pretend to be an expert in the malelibido," she whispered with a smirk. "But, it's about control. You mighttry wearing your sexist lingerie. Tease him. Make him desperate to haveyou. Make him beg you for attention. Then deny him the pleasure he wants.Tease and denial. Be a flirt. If he has any.