That was about as well as you can ever expect this sort of thing to go.Jeff invited me inside for coffee. I declined. It was already eleven o'clock an... all I wanted to do was go home. I'm not a suspicious man, but I have always kept the tradition of trying to do something at the beginning of the year that you would like to be portentious of what you would be doing for the remaining three hundred plus days. For the last three years, I spent them looking in on Steven. The year before that, I. Nothing. All clean. Thats when I decided to check her pictures. At first I didn't see anything out of the ordinary. Lots of normal selfies of her and myself along with pictures of our 2 dogs. A few caught my eye right away but I knew she took these "progress" pics of her progress at the gym. Some of the progress pics she was wearing her yoga pants and other were just panties and ass shots. I started to get hard scrolling through these pics. So i start to rub my semi hard cock through my shorts. " But Sir, they're on the seven-" her attempt to spare her sister slaves punishment backfired mid-sentencewith another press of the red button, longer this time."Did I ask what floor they were on, slave?"Seeing the tears again flowing freely was too much for me to stand idly by, so I stuck my own neckout to protect her as she had for the on-screen pair - not working out until mid-sentence that Iwas literally putting my neck on the line, since my collar must have the same facility for him. Jake laughed at her, and she was shocked, even frightened a bit. She demanded harshly to be let up next. Jake grabbed the gag-ball and put it in her mouth. “The ball is to keep stupid bitches like you from complaining!” he shouted as he slapped her on the ass. Debra fought and struggled against her restraints, but it was of no use. She was mumbling and grunting into the ball, but not with much volume.“You know Deb, I lied about the store closing. This is a porn shop we never close. I just.