She smelled like strawberries and roses, Matt wondered what she tasted like. He stepped up and his hip touched one of her knees lightly, and then laid...a hand on her shoulder. She didn't move or question him, so he moved his hand off and onto her bare knee.Anna lowered her eyes to look down at his hand and at the same time, noticed his hard dick beneath his jeans. She took a breath and narrowed her eyes as if she where going to ask something; instead she remained quiet. The girl kept her hands. "And take Nina's hand boy, so I know you're in yourplace, even though I don't have you leashed. After all boy, sissy bitchesbelong at their Master's heel."Leashed? I gazed at him blankly as Nina's long red nailed hand took mineand led me along behind Master William. It was about a mile and a halfback to his car and although Nina did not say a word, I was bombardedwith questions. My family, where I was from, what I was intending ondoing... It was strange, and a little humiliating to be talking. Iwas getting very worried. Chris thought you'd eloped. Your mom wasgetting antsy. You should call her. I should be at work," she said asshe hugged me. I felt her breasts press mine and it all seemed oddlyfamiliar, d?j? vu-like. "Geez, you look like shit. What's up? Are you ok?" she asked,changing her tone to tenderness. "You smell like shit too...pee yoo,"she said. I nodded my head. "Yeah. I'm ok." Then I said, "Actually I'm justfeeling really lousy. Not myself." Hmm...you don't. Cassy thought about it. "Drink from the toilet," she said. "Gross! No way!" Sandy complained. Cassy shrugged and gestured to Sandy. "Fine. Your shirt it is then." Sandy sighed and stripped off her shirt to the obvious delight of Dylan and Sterling. They were all in stages of undress; Cassy was only wearing a sexy little thong, Dylan was completely naked, Sterling had only some boxers on, Rachel had her bra and panties left. Sandy had stripped off her shorts and thong long ago, and now her.