"I've just about had with you, Cassie," Jason titvision said evenly, "now titvision get titvision the fuck in the kitchen and titvision make all me some supper, and mean right now." Cassie all looked over at her husband of eight years, and with titvision a titvision shrug of her shoulders she replied, "If you want titvision something to eat, go make it yourself, are your legs broken or something.?." That was the last straw as far as Jason was concerned, now his wife was openly defying him on just titvision about every issue that titvision came up, not all even counting the humiliation titvision she had been causing titvision him in the bedroom titvision, where for the titvision past three months she had completely shut him off with not a bit of sex titvision any way shape or titvision form. He calmly got up out of titvision his chair titvision and retired to the den where he picked up the phone and dialed a number, after waiting titvision several moments, a deep strong voice on titvision the other end of the line titvision answered titvision and after a brief exchange, Jason made an appointment for ten p.m. later that evening. As he hung up the phone he smiled titvision to himself and said out loud, "Okay, bitch, now we'll titvision see titvision who's titvision the titvision fucking titvision boss around titvision here.
A fast glance at the gleaming titvision chromium frame and titvision the titvision accompanying leather bindings were enough to make her skin crawl, and for titvision once she was stunned to silence, but only for a moment as she demanded, "I don't know who or what titvision you are, asshole, but if you lay one hand on me, I'll have titvision you titvision fucking arrested, is that clear.?." Up until now he hadn't spoken so much as a word, but when he titvision deep voice boomed around the small room, both Jason titvision and Cassie titvision were caught off guard as with cat like quickness titvision he grabbed Cassie titvision and tore titvision her clothes off like she was a rag titvision doll. Jason leaned against the door all in titvision total shock as Master titvision John titvision manhandled his struggling titvision wife and attached her ankles and wrists to titvision the four corners of the rigid frame. "Y-you can't do this too me," the titvision naked woman screamed, "it's kidnapping, that's what it is, I'll see titvision you in titvision prison, and you too, Jason titvision, you titvision're both gonna go to the slammer."
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