MRS HEMLOCK<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I will not be quiet until someone tells me what is going on, and unties me! I would also like this blindfold removed."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><strong>"Oh, you would, would you? Well you forgot to use the magic word."</strong>I hit her again, harder this time and lower on the curve of her stomach.<br/><br/>Fortunately the 'tongue' had had several years of use and was old and well softened; it lacked hard edges so almost never left abrasions or bruises. Unless I really rolled my sleeves up and got stuck in, that is.<br/><br/>A warm little tingle started in my loins and I pressed my thighs together. Bound young women, blindfolded and strapped... what finer afternoon pastime could there be?<br/><br/>I was able to supply a few answers but for now this would do.