She could not move up to stand or down to pull away, forced to remain in her correct knelt position.The man finally and with some disappointment turne... off the milking machine. Jenny gave a thankful groan still in total visual deprivation. Also, the anal balloon had stopped inflating and deflating and remained passive, still in her ass, but now limp.He then knelt next to her ear."I'm going to remove your gag. But you must be good. Do you understand?"Jennifer nodded in desperation."There's no. In the middle of our bondage dreamworld, the dinnertime was surrealistically normal. Amanda started to talk about the news and gossiping about people we knew like there was nothing out of the ordinary. I was never able to act normally like she did. It was like it was perfectly normal for a lesbian couple to have dinner so that the other one is securely tied to her chair and fed by the other. For her, there was no distinction between everyday life and bondage while I liked to keep them separate.. “How did you—?” he begins. “I never—” His voice makes an accusation. “You knew what it was all along, didn’t you?”“Yes,” I say.“How did you know? Where did it come from?”I laugh. “From the bear, of course. He had no more need of it after I killed him.”“You’re telling me you hunted a cave bear?” he demands with a scowl.“No sane person hunts a cave bear alone,” I tell him. “The bear, however, had no such compunction. Ordinarily they didn’t trouble us unprovoked, but for whatever reason of its own. I was so horny that before she could say anything, I had her in a deep kiss and was nibbling on her ears and neck while messaging her tits through her top. In a very coy manner, she asked what the surprise was, and I suggested we move to the bedroom to find out. We often like to try new toys and things so me having a new set of restraints was not a tip off. We had been talking about getting some, and maybe even nipple clamps because she was interested in trying a little light bondage so she was.