Pulling the wet black cock out of his mouth, a dribble falling from his mouth, she watched him in his predicament loving his inability to stop himself... She took the wet plastic cock and fitted it to the leather harness. Taking the harness she looped it around her pup, buckling him tight in the leather strap-on, covering his caged and now useless cock with a new larger simulation. Once happy that the pup was properly equipped she lay back onto the floor and spread her legs showing her. It was a simple, oiled wooden ball, fastened to two leather straps, which he tied around her head. The ball was small enough to fit in her jaw, but only just. With her mouth gagged, she could at best grunt and howl dully, but her screams were dampened to manageable levels. After some time with the gag, her chin and face was covered in saliva, dripping down on pointy breasts, which she then had to wipe off herself with fingers or undergarments.Her hand had now picked up speed and the mattress. Her brothers, true to form, had not seen anything at all wrong in Jeff's behaviour at Valentine's Day, and she had clearly had some blazing rows with them. They were all red-headed and impetuous, so they were used to having real hum-dingers.Her parents had not supported her either; she was especially upset that her mother seemed to accept a man's right to do as he liked, and expect the woman to put up with such selfish behaviour. Vee had quite rightly rejected out of hand the suggestion to go. I was almost there when the pager at my belt went off.I reached for my panties, then realized I had to take my shorts off to remove them. Panicked, I looked around more some shelter but only found some weeds just off the road. I hurried into them, quickly pulled my shorts and panties off, then pulled my shorts back on. As I started jogging again, I dropped the panties on the ground. With luck, they’d never be found.An older man was sitting in the guardhouse as I reached the gate. I slowed to.