Chester nodded feeling sweaton his back. Their previous private encounters were little more thangames but the collar, the collar would make the games ...ore real. Andpermanent. Joshua laid the collar down in front of Chester as he pushedan old fashion ink well and feather quill. "You'll need to sign yourname on the tag of the collar," he told Chester as he pointed to theslightly oversized tag on the collar. There was just enough space forChester to write his first and last name on it."Even if I. All the anticipation, all the eagerness, all built up so that you only needed a little attention yourself before orgasming.I eagerly lap up the sweet nectar leaking from you, filling the room with your delicious scent. My tongue digs deep inside of you, searching for more.I wrap my lips around your button and nip at it, oh so lightly, then at your wet lips, rapidly flicking my tongue back and forth before pressing hard in between, flicking again, then press, then a long lick from skin to hole. He then bent to read the labels on the three largest jars."I see you name your experiments Professor, let me see 'Constance', 'Jane' and 'Daphne'. Why do you choose ladies names?" A mere foible of mine Mr Holmes, they are my children. If we collaborate well you may meet them one day."Holmes fought against the wave of disgust rising in him, he smiled."I would very much like to, at an appropriate time - as you determine, Herr Professor."Burgabiter beamed, and his enlarged ego flew."Then Mr Holmes. ” I just continued to listen to what James was saying, stunned by every revelation. They saw me as sexually confident guy, capable of indulging my wild fantasies. “Ross and I thought you were doing such hardcore sexual acts and not being phased by them. Ross saw it on your computer and we assumed you would have made it a reality for yourself.” Ross nodded in agreement. At this point, after listening to the explanation, I had an idea of how I could turn this rubbish event into a beneficial one..