" began Justy."Misunderstanding? You call this a misunderstanding?"Justy looked nervously at the two vibrators attached to the destroyed chastity belt...and replied, "This was probably just a bit of lesbian play.”Suddenly Rosie made a grab for her new sub’s red hair, forcing her head back for a deep kiss. “Why don’t you come to the shop at lunchtime so we can sort out this little misunderstanding. Now, hold your hands out, slut."Rosie clamped a heavy steel bracelet tightly around each of Justy's. It does however contain spoilers for WASPS.Characters used herein are all property of Marvel Comics)**************************************** - Prologue -Returning to her dressing room in Manhattan's Flamenco Gentlemen's Club after her latest performance, Jo Carter seated herself in front of the mirror and smiled. She was the star of the club's erotic burlesque, an object of desire for all those businessmen and trust fund rich kids who sat at their tables and cheered her on.. It was already too late to ring Amanda so I left her a voice mail so that she could try and find out any usual haunts this Sandra had. It was well named 'The Grande' It had a regal look about it, even just the out side and when you walked onto the foyer carpet you sank into that thick Persian pile. Heading to the desk I saw a blonde bust answering the phone so I parked myself next to her and leaned on the counter. "Just a moment Sir," she said matter of factly, "I'm almost done."I said. It was enough to be regarded as an acceptable obedience and respect. David withdrew; now for the final humiliation."Clean it," he ordered.Djamilla clearly understood exactly what he meant. She turned and without any hesitation started to lick his prick. As she took it deep into her mouth, he wondered briefly what he would do if she bit him. Almost at once he realised that she was desperately trying to make him come, and was nearly succeeding. Moving backwards he disengaged from her and let his.