She had earned her corporal punishment, maybe that was why she now stood in front of him with a little girl pout on her puffing face. "Not Again", she...stomped her white tennis shoed foot against the carpet as it suddenly dawned on her that her blackmailer had seen her on the televised game. That was how he had found her location and where the team and cheerleaders were staying. But, how had he found what room she was staying in at the hotel? Cheerleader’s names and room numbers were not to be. "Besides," he added, smirking, "you won't have any need for them. I'M the one that owns these balls, and this cock now; not you, that's for sure." He smirked again as he teasingly fondled my locked up cock and balls.Even though he'd drained my balls of ever last drop of sperm I'd previously had (only moment before), all this teasing about me not having any way to have an orgasm until Richard took the chastity device off, excited me. It had been two very long weeks between the last time he'd. " I assume you'll be here too?" Of course. Your wife and I have to finish, after all." Finish?" Her transformation. You see in about eight months, she'll be stopping her birth control. My associates will ensure that. At that point, we don't need any surprises, certainly not from your little white weenie, do we?" But--" According to her, you two have been talking about starting a family. You've been putting her off for over two years, haven't you?"He gulped back his answer."Admit it!" I wanted. Do you, Nicky?"This much at least I understood. "I'm with the woman I love"—Marilyn's eyebrows went sky-high at that one, she hadn't heard either of us say it before—"she's the most beautiful wo­man in the world, she's the best soprano in the world on top of it, and you think I might want to keep it a deep, dark secret? Hell, I'm willing to hire skywriters."Camilla leaned over and gave me a quick kiss, in deference to our guest, but an enthusiastic one nonetheless. "There's your answer, dear..