Hot and flushed, her dress crumpled, she squeezed in to take a seat beside me once more. The mere suggestion of hearing about her little escapade made...me semi-hard in an instant and I couldnt wait to get her back to the hotel. Yet Kelly evidently had other ideas. Not here! I scolded as she reached beneath the table to stroke my cock through the shorts. Ignoring my plea, she gently massaged my balls, working her fingers around the nutsack. Kelly! I protested weakly. Yet there was no way I was. ’ The funny thing about the trolley, and you had to look closely at it, was that it didn’t, like all trolleys, have a mind of its own and wander haphazardly about, it tracked straight. This could have been because the wheels were not normal trolley wheels but some that he had obviously found while collecting stuff. We kids used to give him a hard time following him as he shuffled through the streets imitating as best we could his shuffling walk until one day my mother explained to me that this. Can you do that?” I hesitated. I struggled. Just thinking how all these eyes would watch me behave like the most wanton, submissive slut for my beloved set free waves of shame - delicious waves of shame. “Like in Venus in Furs,” she whispered, “let me be your despot. Let me toy with you to my heart’s desire. Like in the Story of O, let me show you off to whomever I deem worthy. Let me bask in your submission; let me get drunk on the power you give to me. Will you gift me that pleasure?” She. She also said that her male colleagues were staring at her. I got turned on by this so I asked her to something sexier.I told her to wear her jeans even lower on her waist and to fold up her top.She said no at first but agreed when I told her I’d come to her house only if she obeyed my words.She went to the restroom again and folded her top like a crop top and pulled her jeans down even lower. When she sent me a picture, she was looking super hot. Her fair smooth navel made her look even.