<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(http://www.mediafire.com/convkey/132c/qanv0vlare944wbzg.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Jaclyn Rosendahl</strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Entrepreneur<br/><em>About Jaclyn</em> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=289408.msg14241614#msg14241614)<br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</span></span></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… next 5 minutes? …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">"Eeep!"</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… she leads me forward by the chain ... tugging my nipples and bending the plug in my ass ... face to face when she releases me ... was leaning forward ... now stand back talland press my elbows back again ... but not quite as much as before because my tits hurt when I do ... she calls me a pussy bitch ... oh oh oh  ... get a little wetter ... can feel my juice on my thighs and getting the chain wet there too ... …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… she is doing something to herself with her hand ... down there ... she explains how animals mark those they control ... and next thing I know she has a pair of soggy bright red panties in her hand ... the smell of her pussy obvious as she brings them to my face ... my eyes close as she rubs the moisture from the panties onto my cheek ... down my neck tip my head back for her ... along my collarbone ... along one arm to where it disappears under my hair behind my neck ... switch to the other arm ... and collarbone ... and to my tits ...  my nipples and butterfly are saturated with her juices ... shiver and the chain tugs …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… between my titsd and down my stomach ... feel the wetness behind as the air conditioning blows slightly ... down my inner thighs to my knee and ankle ... up the other leg ... she stops then ... let out a shuddering breath ... then she is stuffing the panties into my own sodden pussy ... the chains tighten and tug ... and then she is doing something else ... working the chains ... try not to bend over to take pressure off my tits ... her fingers in me feel wonderful …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">"Unnng!"</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… more tugging ... and she invites me to look at her handiwork ... open my eyes ... she is on the couch ... turn toward the mirror ... the second ring is partly in my pussy and around the chain ... and the part inside is hooked to her red panties ... the chai if it moves wrong will pully her panties from my pussy and they will dangle there ... if I'm wearing a mini, they'll be hanging out for all to see ... and most likely dripping with Mistress and my pussy juices ... the thoughts are delicious and wicked and so humiliating ... to be walking around with panties hanging from my crotch for all to see ... my pussy clenches with need for relief ... not to be had ... my thoughts? …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">"Mistress, this is, is so. So nice! Your pet pussy bitch is happy to be, um, to be decorated like this! Your pussy bitch will do her utmost to make you proud and happy!"</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… the thoughts are clouding my brain ... the scent of Moistress all over me and the tug of the chains and the plug and ... and there are still things on the table! …</em></span></span><br/>