When I went back in my wife’s blouse was gone and her friend was sucking on her tits while another guy had pulled her forward on the couch and burie... his face in her crotch. Shortly after that she said something to the guy sucking her tits and he undid his pants and pulled them down to reveal hard cock that was at least 10 inches. She wrapped a hand around it and licked her lips. She pulled her crotch from the second guys face and knelt on the floor and started licking that big cock from base. I allowed him to ramble on before cutting him short and to the quick with an instant demand to know if he had behaved himself since our last meeting. George began to stutter and tried to change the subject a little. But when I insisted upon an answer, he finally admitted, "Master, I went to the only sex shop I knew, which was the one you showed us on Saturday, and it was the same counter staff as then; he insisted on taking me out the back where the video booths were and told me I was the talk. “After all, it is partially your fault.”“My fault?” I asked, perplexed.“Yes, your fault. You never made a decision.”She was right about that, from her point of view. I actually had made a decision, I just never chose to share it with her, not knowing how she would react.We stopped at the corner and she moved her hand from my arm and put it across my back, pulling me to her. I rested my hand on her hip and squeezed. I was afraid to rest my hand against her blouse.“So my dear,” I began, “what. She is called Marylou. She is here with her Mistress Amy and will take control of Karla right now. You won’t see Karla for a while”.“But why?”, said Gabriela.“There’s gossip you’re not as heartless and cold as you were. Gossip says Karla has found a soft spot in your heart, so we decided we need this sadistic supernova to break and made shreads of our own submissive star and devour her in the explosion. We need soon a fully broken lesbian puppet, a ragged puppet, a mindless one: Karla’s”, said.