If you want to go through to the lounge,” he said.I could hear him taking my bags upstairs, so I followed him up. I started to unpack, but Rob insis...ed that I leave the unpacking until tomorrow.After he finished unloading the car, we sat chatting.“Would you like to go out for a few drinks and maybe something to eat?” he asked.“No, I’d rather stay in if that’s okay with you?" I replied.“Sure! I’ll go out and get something. What would you like, princess?"“You decide. But whatever you chose, I’d. My eyes went wide as she pulled the knots atmy wrists even tighter. I moaned into my gag and craned my head, trying tosee her behind me. She was already at the doorway, pausing for a final look- "Mom won't be home for at least five hours, Billy," she said and I glancedat the clock. She was right, if Mom got off on time that was, which she rarelydid. "I figure you ought'a be able to get out of that by then. I'm gonna getsome lunch, then grab a nap. Have fun." I screamed into my gag as my sister. He answered after a few rings of the phone. "Edward?it's me,your Princess. I really need you to come out and pick me up. Yes, I knowit's two' o'clock in the morning, but you're the only one who can helpme. I saw something I shouldn't have, and now someone wants me dead. I'lltell you more about it when you come and get me."It was what seemed like a long wait, and a cold one too, as my faux-furcoat and my hat with the earflaps were back at the secret prison that Ihad escaped from. My silk purple. "Your Mistress knows how to turn even this rubbish," she gave the cock a nasty squeeze, "into something useful."With a practiced hand the Mistress inserted Michelle's penis into the tight opening of the pump with her index finger. The rubber seal of the pump closed around Michelle's trapped organ as Mistress Wanda slowly pulled her finger out. Mistress Wanda held the penis pump at right angles to Michelle's crotch. The sexually dominant woman took the rubber bulb that was connected to the pump.