Is that understood? Stayin that position, I will return soon." I stood up and left the room to gathera few toys, not forgetting my digital camera of c...urse, I wanted some evidenceof her total submission and I laughed to myself, as I thought of her includingthe pictures in her article. Wow, this is blowing my mind. What have I letmyself in for? I was so horny, that even though he had left the room andhad ordered me to stay as I was, I couldn't help myself. My hands seemedto have a mind of. Strange, nothing ever seemed to change in that street. Old Mrs Cummings was sitting in her lounge hiding behind the net curtains, watching the world go by as she always did.Old man Grant was watering his garden. He seemed to be working on his garden twenty-four hours a day, summer or winter, rain or shine. Strange old bugger, that one.When I arrived at the Pub on the corner, I stopped for a while. I hadn't been in there for some time, and I was sure they'd all heard the rumours and knew what. The stylist pulled the leather pouch off from around Chastity's neck.She asked, "What do we do with this?" Strap it to my thigh?" No can do." Put it in my purse."********Later, with her hands tied together behind her back, and her ankleshobbled with a spreader bar, they walked her out to the stage.A runway extended into the room. Cameras. Bright lights. A few peoplemilled about in the room, mostly ignoring what was on stage. Chastitysaw a cleaning crew, and a few teams setting-up tables and. We are gonna have to hurry this along."I open the door and allow her to go in first, "Well you are going to have to suck my cock as if your life depends on it. That is unless you changed you mind about fucking." I couldn't even close the door all the way before she started to pull my pants all the way down and began to gobble up my cock. With my back beside the door, I quiver at her technique.A few sucks and she stops, "Have you been fucking someone today?" Lani doesn't wait for me to answer.