The photographer said they were sending a limo and it would be there within the hour. When the limo pulled up the photographer was in the back and the... drove for about 20 minutes to a very nice upscale business park area. They went in the front and were directed to a lounge area. There they were met by an elegant older woman who offered them drinks. This is where it gets fuzzy for poor Gina as it seems her drink was drugged. What she recalls is mostly bits and pieces of the evening’s early. I was wearing rather large dark sunglasses so I could trace him and bits and pieces, and when I saw his bare legs I assumed he was wearing shorts.He was side on to me as he made his way towards the car and as he got closer I suddenly saw he was naked from the waist down.I was looking ahead now, my breathing had quickened, and as I looked for my husband, I could not see him, he had walked further away, so I was in isolation with the car door open, but still I remained calm and made no effort to. It took him almost 30 minutes before it was all cleaned. His back was hurting, his tongue was very sore. He wanted to go back home but knew that he was already past the point of no return.He looked at Mistress for her approval.“Good work whore, I think I can train you to be the perfect whore, Get up”He got up. Put on your clothes. Whatever you are wearing remains. Keep your high heels on.He complied as directed. The touch of fabric of his shirt with the clamps ran a painful sensation in his. I was running my fingers up and down her thigh as she touched me. My nipples were so hard they were almost painful. Her fingers were slowly working their way up to my mound. I started to breathe heavily. When her fingers brushed over my smooth shaved mound, I let out a soft moan of pleasure. It felt so good! I spread my legs some more for her. I felt a finger slide down between my soaking wet labia. I started to caress her there, feeling her wetness. I was going to cum. I couldn't.