"What was that for?" she whispered."Payback for your excessively detailed account of my prick's sexual deficiencies," I whispered back.Darlene giggled... gave me a quick kiss, took my hand, and then pulled me in the direction of the dining table as she said, "You've got to get some dinner before it's all gone. It's venison stew, and it is absolutely delicious."Flavored with an assortment of tasty vegetables that I couldn't identify, the stew was thick, hearty, and spicy. Darlene was right. The. .. but items which she was to soon become intimately familiar with. Overhead, video cameras whirred silently, recording from several angles everything on the stage. Most frightening to her, though, would have been knowledge of the figures seated at the tables scattered throughout the room... Her watchers had all been warned to remain completely silent in order to hide their presence from the slave until the proper moment. It was a room designed specifically for her degradation, and the designer. ...with my own personal party favor on a leash....to hand out to friends… Once your training session is done in the afternoon, and depending on how well it goes, it will be up to me who and how you serve at this part.”I moaned softly, trying not to wake my husband up and my hips ground against my chair in barely contained pleasure. My fingers clicked quickly in response on the keys.“The thought of all those different cocks that could demand my service makes my mouth water. Thinking of kneeling. It felt very risky being in Lexi’s house like this. Up to this point, all of her sexual encounters with students had been either at Jessica’s or on her own turf – her house or her office. In these contexts she felt relatively safe, though she was never not aware of the enormous risk she was taking; in fact that was part of the thrill. But now she felt like she might be crossing a line.Then Jackie turned back to face Lexi, who was looking over her shoulder with a complicated expression that.