Next she put on the nipple clamps and then grabbed the rest of the stuff to have beside her as she moved towards the foot of the bed to lock her cuffs...to the chains already at each corner. Next came the waist cinching belt, it wasn’t nearly what a corset would be like but she could get it on herself which is what mattered at this point. Then the gag came with the hose, which would eventually lead to an airbag, attached to it along with the posture collar. Finally, she put the pads over her eyes. ‘I know you blame yourself for the accident. I’m sorry I didn’t provide more comfort to you. I just…,’ she paused as she allowed herself to cry, ‘miss him so much,’ she sobbed. ‘I do too. I try to remember him, remember anything other than how he looked at the funeral. But I can’t.’ ‘Oh, honey,’ she cried, walking around the table to me. We wrapped our arms around each other tight and held each other while crying hard. ‘Ask him out.’ She stepped back and looked at me. ‘You deserve to be. More

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