My response in such situations. I say, “That’s ok, I don’t mind. I don’t have one.”Which normally gets a laugh and confuses them so they for...et, it sort of worked. So we start talking about the boyfriend and start asking her questions, like does he give you a massage and she answers no. I comment on how could he not take care of a woman like her? This sort of banter goes on for a while and she’s leaning on me, touching me etc. So I take a chance and kiss her cheek lightly and she just smiles. I. " He stood near me and thrust his hips. "No thank you Ian, just get on with what I asked you to do. I wrote you a note with the materials that I want you to use. But, er... just out of interest, did you drug me again this morning or was it an after effect from yesterday." Ian laughed to himself and said, "I shouldn't really tell you, trade secrets and all that but what the hell, you can't do anything about it now can you?" He pretended to use a camera and laughed again. "Actually, it was quite. Do you understand?"Nicola nodded but, to her credit, made no attempt to give voice to her assent.She made no noise either as I went to leave; an excellent response. As a reward I returned and removed her gag."Thank you, Sir," she said, her words slightly distorted by the stiffness of her jaw. The corners of her mouth were scored red from the gag's straps and her chin was streaked with drool but she did nothing to try alleviate either.In the following day I took the opportunity to explore the. Her pussy lips were spread by the string and were completely exposed.Noticing I was awake, she flatly stated, “dam your breath smells like day old cum, go brush your teeth”.“Rob, I enjoyed last night, hope we can continue to repeat it, don’t you?” she kind of directed the question.Looking at her body in the sexy lingerie, I blurted, “Hell yes!”She wiggled into a short leather skirt, pulled a tight v-neck blouse over her head, stepped into four inch pumps, and then patted me on the cheek as she.