"Do you think a 'how're you doing' call would be out of order?"Ben was more than relieved that his lover had suggested it, and they actually reached S...mmer at her office. Both were surprised at the relative serenity they detected. That did not fit the circumstances at all. Summer should have been distraught and edgy. She did not lash out at the couple at all and did not even make any negative remarks about Pritchard.When Jason called everyone together at two in the afternoon to try to analyze. I watched in amazement as he slid them off with his teeth, going slow, making sure not to break eye contact with me. When they were off, he was on top of me once again, his cock very close to my pussy. I tried to control my breathing. I felt like I was ready, like I wanted him inside me, even though I was slightly scared of the pain that might come with it. I opened and closed my mouth, wanting to speak, but not knowing what to say. “W-Wh-What is… n-next?” He did not answer the question.. "Thank you mistress" I barely manage to get the words out through the pain. "Good slave" I feel you untie my ankles and then my wrists. "Stand up slave" I stand, my back sore as are my wrists. "Take my hand slave" I reach out and feel you grab my hand and lead me back out the door into the hallway. My ass so sore it hurts to walk as I follow you down the hallway back onto the familiar carpet."You did very well slave for our first session" We stop walking. "Your clothes are at your feet slave. The flow of tears down her face steadied as everyone closed in. The shaded man continued to squeeze and grope it. ?God damn, I've never seen a white bitch with so much booty,? he exclaimed mid inspection. ?Who said you were allowed this cracker??Margo's lips were moving before her brain even registered the question. ?Well...uh...I...uh...mostly.. m...my genetics. I do...um..s-s-sports... ran track....swam....crew t-t-teaam,? her sentence ended in another high pitch squeal as a different hand.