After we arrived at my house, I showed him my guest room, the bathroom and since it was very late, went to my room. I heard him use the bathroom, and ...o into the guest room, then things got quiet. As I laid in bed, I started to stroke my penis, (as I do every night) tossing my blankets aside exposing myself. My room is fairly dark, when Don enters and sits on the edge of my bed. Not a word was said! I stopped jacking off when I sensed him enter, but, there was no mistaking my hard on sticking. He wanted me to use my judgment. Instead of commanding, he assisted my build up, then released it all with a word."Cum" is so powerful.Siobhan:We used Evaine Schaeffelker's room. Oddly, it was exactly as I had last seen it, when Elspeth and I held an impromptu dance class. Someone must have left a do-not-clean order. Was that the day before yesterday? It seemed like weeks. Monday at the airport seemed a month ago. I was about to remark on the fact, when I realized none of them had been a part. As she stepped out of the bustle of O’Hare International she easily spotted the cute red VW buggy that was to be her Uber ride. Chloe’s driver, Lindsay, was standing patiently by the trunk and waiting to help load her bags.“Miss Bennet?” the short blonde asked as Chloe approached with her luggage. Chloe guessed that the young woman was only a few years younger than herself, maybe 23 by her eye. The girl had a perky energy about her, especially for an Uber driver.“That’s me!” Chloe said, her. The evening started simply enough with dinner, after which my Mistress asked me to fetch my collar and leash. I was told to get naked, and she put the collar on me. It was a little tight: not uncomfortably so, but just enough that if she pulled on the leash, the collar choked me and made my head swim. My Mistress sat cross-legged on the couch. She forced me to my knees and had me worship her boots, kissing them from bottom to top, as she yanked on the leash to guide me."Go and get your.