The only problem, of course, was that I now smelled of pussy and piss. Not only that, but I’d let go of my hem sometime during my little escapade an... soaked it with my pee as well. After I pointed this out, she merely instructed me to stand still for her while she pulled my pee soaked panties down my thighs and licked my clean shaven mound clean, warning me that this time, I wasn’t allowed to cum. I guess that my hearing had gone bad. It was all I could do to stand upright, my fingers tangled. Scott left his own DVR on the dresser, and snuck a good look in the panty drawer with his flashlight in the process. Within a minute, everything was set up.A camera remained pointed at the bed, Scott's DVR was on and recording, and Rick's motion detector was ready to alert them if anything in the room moved. The rest of the team had already exited when Greg and the two team leaders finally left Candy's bedroom. On a whim, Scott shut the bedroom door."Living room," Scott instructed.The team. He stood her up and once again told her to undress and once again she refused. He then grabbed her by the throat and repeated his instructions. She looked at him and shook her head as if to say No. He then pushed her up against the wall while still holding her throat. He grabbed her shirt with the other hand and pulled on it as buttons flew and the shirt ripped she knew there was no way out now. As soon as her shirt hit the floor he pushed her back to the bed and told her to lay flat. She did. The knock on her door when it came still startled her. Composing herself, she bid him come in.She had sat herself on the corner of her desk with one foot on the floor causing her thighs to be on show. It would not take much effort on his part to see her stocking tops, especially when invited to sit in the strategically positioned chair. He sat down as requested, his eyes drawn to the intended display before him. She started to talk about his course work, all the time watching his eyes returning.