As I sit there trying to decide if I could just go to work without putting it on I realize its too late, I’ve already locked it on.So here I sit, on...a bar stool checking ID’s, my cock cage reminding me I’m pond scum now. The 6 hour shift I must endure is usually tedious but this one I know is going to feel more like 12 hours, waiting to worship my lovely Mistress. I look at the clock and realize that only 45 minutes had passed, when it felt like 2 had passed. DAMN I say under my breath,. . sorry, can't, my landlord won't let me... but I happen to knew that all the tenants in that building have BIG dogs, never mind cute lil kitties. Fucking liar. Then came the kicker. I had a small fire, nothing huge or dangerous, but bad enough that I had a burn on my fingers tips... I ran to her place because I knew she had some first aid supplies, that I had bought for her the week before, she wouldn't even let me in, she said i was bothering her, and to go away.Then came Honey Bee.She was. “So, now that he has been spanked, what shall we do to him to show him how a real woman treats a man?” she laughed and deliberately looked at Natalie Bolton.However, it was Mrs. Davies who spoke first.“I’d actually like to explore what Louise said about him loving her breasts,” she said as she took a sip of wine.“Ah yes, Miss Walton certainly enjoyed having her lovely breasts touched and sucked and played with,” Wendy Taylor commented.“A tit wank perhaps, Sylvia?” she enquired.Mrs. Davies. I’m going to talk and everybody else is going to be quiet. How’s that for simplicity? Everybody got that?”There was a loud murmur that went through the place, especially among the crones and the Dregs, mostly sitting over on my left. Swayzack spoke up and said, “You can’t do that!”“We’ll get to that in a minute or two. In the meanwhile, give me a chance to talk. Alright?” I didn’t give him a chance to agree or disagree but pushed forward. “Okay, that’s settled. I want to talk about Friday.