We arrive at home. My crying only gets worse. Bill pulls straight into the two-car garage and get out and then disappears in the house for about an ...our so. All I know is that I fell asleep from crying so much. The next thing I know is Bill is carrying me into the house with my hands now cuffed behind me again, and the hand restraints still in place. I try kicking my way free of his grasp of me. He just takes me under one arm and yanks down my diaper with his free hand as he reaches the. It took me only seconds to appreciate that she was exactly the kind of dominant female that I had always lusted after, the woman of my wettest dreams and masturbatory delights. She was probably wearing the same kind of underwear beneath that power-dress that I had attempted to steal. Underneath the stern suit a black brassiere, and slightly elasticated panties, were surely hugging her creamy white skin. I stood shivering before her as she fixed me with a steely gaze. “What have we here?” she. More

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