“I’ve got to unplug it first though.” I said over my shoulder and got down on my knees in a most innocent teenaged fashion to reach under the de...k and pull the plug from the socket. I knew my skirt would hike up a little and that he would get an eyeful of my rear and thighs, and probably a little flash of my white panties too. Then I also realised that he could probably see up my hacked off T shirt to the underside of my titties as I crawled beneath the desk. I had a hard time stopping myself. And, he would not allow them to reach orgasm unless he was there to observe it. Brad said he expected them to keep a daily journal of their private thoughts and behavior which he would review from time-to-time. They were expected to be open and direct in their answers to any of his questions to them even if those questions were likely to be very personal. They would be expected to obey him without hesitation and to be available to satisfy his every sexual whim. They were to accept any. Almost ashamed of what I was doing, I masturbated to their moans, their cries of pleasure and the rhythmic movements of the bed above me, I heard a squeal that was Jenny, the scream became I scream and I ejaculated to the silence, to the unknown!I awoke to Jenny lying in my arms, her head on my chest and Karen shaking us both gently,"Come on you two" she said gently, "I'm going to cry in a minute"It was a spontaneous reaction as we reached out and pulled her into our embrace,"Jenny, you left. Watching Gwen always worked Abby up so much that it was never long before she was masturbating with her trusty Rabbit. Abby always wondered what Gwen would think if she knew. Abby was in the local convenience store one evening when Gwen happened to walk in. They exchanged their usual friendly greeting and started to chat a bit. Gwen had on a really revealing outfit that day, but she didn't have a guy with her. When they both had finished their shopping they decided to walk home together, still.