She wished she could be over there to get a good fucking too.Sighing, she turned and started to walk back to the building, figuring that she would spe...d the rest of the afternoon fingerfucking herself while waiting for her son's return. Then something caught her attention.It was Mike, walking rapidly up the sidewalk toward his home. Angela felt a wild fear as she saw him, cursing herself for forgetting Janet's child. There was no telling what would happen if Mike walked in to find his mother's. The pub up the road has Elven Wine from before the fall if you can afford it."Han'Mere had a sudden hopeful expression, "Is it the Pine and Willow? They are back in business, but the new vines just don't have the flavor of the old ones. Old man Pine said something about the ash changing the soil too much." Sadly no, not the drink of gods, but a close second, Green Saddles mark." I have the gold, let's get shit faced and talk."They made it to the pub and settled in to drink away their mutual. “The cunt who brings her to me will be releaved of their appointments tomorrow from 6am-noon. Before he could count to five he had the defiant bitch’s nipples tightly pinched between his nipple clamps. She moaned in pain as he tightened them painfully tight. “come.” He said as he tugged her nipple chain roughly. She followed to the training room. Several other slaves were there receiving their discipline, or training. John took her to the back, and tied her hands tightly behind her back and ran. “Oh fuck,” she thought. For an instant she rued this whole 'thing' as well. Despite the thrill of having a masterful fuck-buddy as well as an able husband whom she still loved with all her heart, the verbal gymnastics needed to balance two male egos was taxing.From that first giddy flirting at Costco wine department, to her agreement to follow Larry to the coffee shop and ending with the bold invitation to her house, Jessica had to do a delicate balancing act. The personification of that feat.