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Seated upon her lap."Do open this gift," Amos said, placing the second box to her left upon the settee."Very well," Lydia said, placing the box of chocolates onto the low table directly in front of her.She picked up the second box and tested its weight. She then carefully peeled the paper away. Again, testing the weight, Lydia then lifted the lid and gaped upon the numerous colorful silk scarves within the box."Oh! Darling! Scarves. So many colorful scarves! Oh! You are truly a delight, my dear Amos," Lydia gasped, running her gloved fingertips along the neatly folded scarves of silk."This, my dear Lydia," Amos said, plucking a rick black scarf from the box. "Should this go about my lady's fair neck and shoulders? Or...""Or..." Lydia queried, holding her breath."Or perhaps about her eyes, blocking her vision," Amos suggested in a low, sonorous whisper."About her eyes, oh about her eyes indeed," Lydia whispered, shivering despite the heat from the fireplace.So it shall be," Amos said, walking behind the settee."Oh," Lydia let out a low moan as Amos did place the scarf over her eyes, shielding her sight."Now, my dear, darling Lydia, this red scarf?" Amos asked, again plucking a scarf from the box. "Such a vibrant red, even more vibrant than those beautifully painted lips of yours. Shall this go about your neck and shoulders? It would certainly suit your beautifully coiffed tresses and that alabaster complexion of yours. Or should it be used to bind your delicate wrists?"""Wrists, oh, most assuredly the red scarf shall be used about my wrists," Lydia groaned, her plump thighs rubbing together as she sat upon the soft, comfortable settee.Amos removed the box from her lap and placed it upon his desk. Then he gently assisted his wife to her feet. He led her in her blindfolded state to stand close to his imposing desk."As you wish, my darling," Amos whispered from behind her."Oh, yes, yes my love," Lydia groaned as Amos reached around and slowly, oh so slowly unbuttoned her bodice.He peeled the dress from her form. This left her in woolen girdle, half-skirt

This time," Professor Wallchester said, leading his wife from the formal dining room to the main hallway.The library was indeed sufficiently warmed by the crackling fire. Where the dining room was more shadow than light, the library was more light than shadow. The room was suited for its use; the studying of the large tomes arranged neatly upon the shelves that surrounded the room. The air held the smell of Professor Wallchester's fine cigars and the smell of the fine leather and wood furnishings.Professor Wallchester led his wife to a well stuffed horsehair settee and placed her upon the comfortable seat. He then strode to his ornate mahogany desk on the northern wall of the large room. Pausing for a moment, the stout man did look at the large wooden globe that sat upon the corner of his desk. The globe had been his Christmas gift from his beloved wife upon their first Christmas together. Then, smiling, he lifted a package from the desk.Turning, he smiled at his impatient wife. When Lydia saw the package in her husband's hands, she smiled, her dark eyes glittering in the firelight."My darling, as you know, today is the fourteenth of February," Professor Wallchester declared."Oh! It is! It is Saint Valentine's Day!" Lydia cried out, clapping her gloved hands together. "Oh! Happy Valentine's Day, my beloved husband!""Yes, yes, happy Valentine's Day, my darling wife," the man smiled, handing her the wrapped package.Tearing the paper away and lifting the lid of the box, Lydia gasped with delight at the sight of the fine chocolates contained within. Immediately, she lifted one and placed it into her mouth, lips forming an adorable pout as she savored the rich flavors."Oh, thank you my darling husband," Lydia praised, swallowing the morsel."And, I've another gift for you, my pet," Professor Wallchester stated, retrieving a second, larger box from his desk."Oh! What, what is it, dear Amos?" Lydia demanded."Darling! My dear Lydia, to use my Christian name?" Amos smiled even as he attempted to appear cross with his impertinent wife."Oh. Pooh!" she declared, about to pluck another chocolate from the box

Of wool decorated with fine needlepoint embroidery, stockings and ankle boots. For a moment, Amos cursed himself for neglecting to bring the buttonhook into his library. Then he reasoned; he rather preferred the look of his wife in stockings and highly polished ankle boots.Bringing both hands behind her back, Amos did loop the red scarf around her wrists, binding her hands behind her back. He did take the liberty of softly kissing her right earlobe."Such delicate ears, my dear Lydia," he whispered softly.Plucking a second red scarf from the box, Amos bound her elbows together. This had the desired effect of thrusting Lydia's well-formed bosom forward. This time, Amos reached around and ran his hand appreciatively over the exposed tops of Lydia's breasts. Lydia sucked in a breath as Amos also gave a playful bite to her exposed right shoulder."This purple scarf? It is a royal color to be sure," Amos said. This scarf. Should we place it about your bare shoulders? We should not want your shoulders exposed to a draft, would we?""I am not sure," Lydia shivered, thighs clamped together."Or..." Amos said, softly caressing Lydia's cheek with the delicate material."Or..." Lydia gasped out, shivering at the contact."Or... Should we perhaps bind that most bountiful bosom of yours? Bind those breasts tightly until they too become a lovely shade of purple?" Amos suggested."Bosom. You should most assuredly bind my breasts," Lydia cried out, twisting in her binds."But, my darling. Do remember; the sight of your bosom? It does inspire me to strike them," Amos reminded her."Bosom and your strikes be damned," Lydia cried out with a defiant pout."Very well. As you wish," Amos chuckled, reaching for the stays of her girdle.Even as the air in the room was quite warm, Amos did note that his wife's large light brown areolae were tightly crinkled. He did note that her nipples were quite hard and protruded from her crinkled areolae. Looping the scarf around the base of her heavy breasts, Amos made sure the scarf was very snug about her breasts. To be sure, they did bulge and protrude obscenely from

Gleefully swallowed her husband's offering. She continued to suck, continued to use her soft tongue, continued to bob her head along the length of his long, thick manhood, attempting to coax more of his seed for her hungry gullet.After catching his breath, Amos assisted Lydia in standing again. She very nearly toppled to her knees again as Amos delivered very stinging slaps to her dully aching breasts."My dear, your breasts are such a lovely hue of red now," Amos chuckled, now twisting and tugging her painfully erect nipples in his two hands."Mmph!" Lydia grunted, unable to utter coherent words."Now, dear, dear Lydia, shall we? Shall we take this blue scarf? And this green scarf and bind your legs to this desk?" Amos asked, teasing her erect nipples with soft caresses with the silk scarfs."I, I should say so," Lydia gasped out, thrusting her chest toward the teasing scarves.Very well, as you wish," Amos said and tugged her fine woolen skirt down over her luscious hips."Oh, oh do look upon those glorious hillocks of flesh, those bountiful globes," Amos declared as he bared his wife's full, round buttocks to his delighted gaze.Her creamy skin was beautifully set off by the dark leather garters of her stockings, her dark gloves and the red scarves that bound her wrists and elbows. Her buttocks did protrude most delightfully, perched above her plump, pale thighs."And what is this?" Amos queried, seeing his wife's bared sex."Juliette, Juliette did happen upon some tweezers," Lydia confessed."And the two of you conspired to pluck out all of the hairs upon this pudendum?" Amos questioned, running his fingertips over his wife's hairless mound."Yes, yes," Lydia gasped, thrusting her crotch toward her husband's fingers.Amos conceded to his wife's wishes, running his thick finger up and down along her glistening wet slit. He even delved his fingers within while using his thumb to massage her bud of pleasure. His wife did gasp and groan out loud as his fingers and thumb brought her closer and closer to her crisis."Ack! Oh! Oh Amos! Do not, do not vex me so," she cried out

Their binds."Ah, a deep navy blue scarf. Shall we place this scarf about your bare shoulders? Should we cover those beautifully bound breasts of yours? They are turning a beautiful, rich shade of pink now," Amos said. "In fact, I do believe I shall assist with their coloring."Thus saying, Amos delivered an unexpected slap to Lydia's left breast, making sure to strike her hard nipple. Lydia gasped and staggered slightly. Before she could right herself, a second slap struck her right breast."Oh, oh yes, yes my beloved," Lydia gasped out, shuddering mightily as slaps rained down upon her bound, reddening breasts."Before I do bind you to this desk, my sweet, dutiful wife, would you perhaps desire a treat?" Amos asked, retrieving the box of chocolates."Yes, yes, a treat, a treat to be sure," Lydia moaned.Amos placed a hand on Lydia's bare shoulder and pushed her to her knees. Lydia obediently opened her mouth for the treat."Now, do remember to suck the treat into your most remarkable mouth slowly," Amos advised.Lydia moaned happily as the chocolate entered her mouth. A moment later, she felt the tip of her husband's manhood pressing against her pursed lips. Eagerly, she opened her mouth and welcomed the head of his rampant column of flesh. She slowly suckled his flesh, bobbing her head forward to take more of him into her mouth, then bringing her head back. With each push forward, she allowed more of him to enter her mouth, until her nose rested firmly against the scruff of stiff hairs that adorned the base of his manhood. She felt the bristle of hairs that covered his sac pressing against her chin. She held this position until the need for breath propelled her backward.Sucking in precious air, Lydia did take a moment to enjoy, to savor the taste of her husband's bitter essences as his excitement dribbled into her mouth. When coupled with the rich sweetness of the chocolate, the taste of her husband was quite enjoyable indeed."Oh! Oh, I spend!" Amos cried out a moment later and filled his wife's sucking mouth with his seed.Lydia