The cold metal circled my wristsand the click that followed immobilized them. My teeth began to chatter as thecold wrapped itself around my soaking we... body like a cloak. My ears pricked upwhen next my jailer spoke. ????? "Stand up straight and try to lookmore like a man than the slave you obviously are. The mistress will be downshortly to personally speak to you before we transport your miserable carcassinside to temporary quarters, such as they are. Say nothing, but nod your headwhen it is. As he pressed himself into my buttocks I became aware of his huge hard on and started pressing back into him.We went over and sat on the divan where we started making out some more. I was breathing heavily and definitely getting into it as I was hotter than I’ve been in a long time as the combination of all the alcohol, sexy dancing and all the sexual pressures took effect. He started pressing harder playing with my nipples…. And that’s something that can get me off, by itself! He had undone my. Something right ... despite his earlier reluctance.“Okay,” she breathed, taking her hand away from his.He knew to withdraw slowly ... to release the pressure gently, and did so. She sighed again as his finger left her, sliding gently across the tiny bud he could feel at the top of her slit.She pulled herself up to kiss him again. It was a much more gentle kiss than any of the others. He was comfortable, for the most part, with what had happened, until her hand snaked into his jockey’s and. I wore the stinky, wet t-shirt that I had used as a rag to mop her house clean. ?Good. You will have to spend the whole night smelling the stink in that t-shirt.??Thank you, Priya.? I mentally tried to stop my nose from breathing my own stinky t-shirt, but that didn’t work.?Now, you’re going to clean up my toilet. With your tongue,? she stated. She pointed to the commode walls. ?Start licking that now.? She watched as I obeyed, trying to lick the walls of her commode. She crushed down my head.