My cock getting harder and harder as I imagined running a knife slowly up her inner thighs and cutting off her clothes, leaving shallow cuts."no, no d...nt worry about it! I'm headed that direction anyway. where do you live? I mena there must be a bus stop or something near you." I said, trying to be calm."i live on maple street. I'm the only one that lives up there so theres no bus stop. it really sucks. but only three more years of this, than im free!" She said, getting less nervous as she. My tongue just barely grazing his hole before sliding back up again. I leave little kisses as I move back to my knees and slide his shaft back deep into my mouth and resume my worship of his cock. In and out. In and out. Faster then slower. Sucking on his shaft up to the head. Sucking harder and harder until he pulls me off and growls"Did I tell you yo do that?" No sir.”He pushes me off of him and tells me to get in my knees head down ass in the air. Trembling, I do as he says without any. Yes, I would wear the kilt, I decided. It was much more comfortable than the jeans. I took a deep breath. Now to show Kerry. What will she think of me choosing the shortest skirt to wear? I took another breath and stepped back into the living room."Very nice. Very nice," said Kerry. "I thought you might like the kilt." I didn't like the kilt, but I didn't have any choice. I jokingly paraded up he room did a twirl and walked back again, sitting down on the sofa. The skirt rode up and revealed. She was brought in handcuffs connected to feet cuffs by a chain. She was wearing a simple summer dress. Tommy took possession of her and guided her to the back seat. He took her bag from the attendant and thanked the slave master. On the way home he called his while family to inform them that he now had a slave. He used the Bluetooth in the car so his new acquisition could hear how proud his family was he had finally gotten himself one. Tommy pulled straight into his garage and closed the door.