"Where would I be, during all this?" I inquired."Watching it all happen of course, thats the main part of the fantasy - I'd be putting on a performanc... for you in a way." Do I join in your fantasy?" This is embarrassing, but no, not yet. I feel too jealous yet to share you with anyone else." Oh, now that was a surprise. You get a bit of everything and I get nothing." I know sorry. I just want to give it a go and let myself totally go the first time. I think once I have done it, then I should be. They’d be the subject of many a man’s fantasy. Kendall’s Jaguar was in the garage. Kris yelled for her, but there was no response. She was probably wearing headphones, listening to music in her room. Kris knocked on the door, still no response. She opened the door. Her daughter was tied to her bed, bound and gagged. ‘Ms. Kross, good of you to join us.’ Michael Sadkins was sitting at Kendall’s desk, feet up, scrolling through her cell phone Kris showed no sign of distress, she was used to being. At the top, she found a guest bathroom with towels hanging neatly on the rack. She closed the door behind her as she walked in. She still had to pee and sat down on the toilet, the chastity cage preventing her from standing. Air again rushed from her open pussy as she begin to piss, for the first time in a bathroom since she had left her house the night before. There was a large mirror over the sink and she took a minute to admire how much make up had run from her face the night before. She. Spill!" Trish demands."She told me not to tell anyone, especially you three, she felt sorryfor me and said it was a one-off mutual favour."Well it wasn't me," says Wendy with her hands still on my shoulders."Not me," said Trish.There's a pause."Well don't look at me!" Debbie protests."I started dating Brian a couple of weeks after Chris' attempted datewith me we've been together ever since, I know he's buying anengagement ring for me this week and is going to propose sometime soon,and I would.