Based on "Winter" by Will...am ShakespeareWhen ghastly melons guard the door,And coloured sugars come by the bag,And fields of grass wear green no more,And leaves begin to wilt and sag. When the bones of nature litter our floor,Then Jack grows into a witchly hag,Makeup and wig Come out at last, While greedy children knock at the gate.When days grow short and nights. His hair felldown to his shins, and was conveniently tied into an extra-long ponytail.Still, he'd have to take care to avoid stepping on it. His facial featuresbecame dainty and cute: high cheekbones, no stubble, dainty nose, and large,almond-shaped eyes. His eyes expanded until they dominated his whole face.So that he'd never get any bright ideas again (regarding raping or anythingelse), I dumbed down his IQ until he couldn't think of anything but sex.However, I was careful enough to ensure. Besides, she had never touched a man's cock in just this way before.She wrapped her fingers around the thick stem of his cock and pulled it through the opening of his trousers. She gasped as his magnificent cock sprang into view. She'd never seen a cock like his. She'd always thought that Tom had a big one, but Tom's could not compare to this huge throbbing prick.She felt her heart pounding as her eyes took in the entire length of it. She quickly opened his trousers a little more and pulled his. You get out the leather ankle and wrist cuffs. Walking over to me you have me stand so you can latch them to my wrists and ankles and lead me over to the rope. I walk over reluctantly but giving no struggle. You then clip my feet to the wide spread rings placed on the floor. Then reaching up you grab the chain that is hanging from the ceiling and clip my wrists to the dangling chain. Making sure that I can see myself in the mirror showing me exposed humiliating me as I see myself bound to.Read More
