I mean if you did um, (this) and I had an appeal going you could get in trouble!" "Oh, are you worried about me, Mr. Anderson? Please don't.But I d... want to thank you for reminding me. I just hate interruptionsduring this!" She spun on her seat, making her gasp a little at therigid cock up inside her butt, 'ahhhhhh!' and then, she unplugged herphone from the jack!" "Now we won't be disturbed, thank you for mentiong it, Todd!" He groaned in frustration. She shifted her stool closer. As I left the office I texted Mistress to let her know I was on the way home. She called me with my instructions for the evening. Again I was to remain naked once home. This time I was to wear the chastity device we had bought together on a visit to a local fetish fair. It is a metal cage called a CB3000. A tight ring goes around the base of my cock (or should I say ‘her cock’?) and a curved cage keeps my cock from becoming fully erect. A small padlock held the device closed. I was to remove. But there was more, much more. First there was the thick mass of black pussy hair. It was dense and dark between her legs, but extended quite a way up her navel, a rich growth of unkempt womanly pussy hair which far exceeded anything divya’s pussy had boasted before she had begun to shave herself smooth in anticipation of her confinement. Just as impressive was the light covering of hair on her thighs and the dark, strong, black hair on the lower part of her legs. Divya had always associated. Sam just smiled and smoothed the girl’s dark hair before nuzzling close in, resting her chin on the other girl’s shoulder. Miranda leaned back into Sam’s embrace. She could feel the other girl’s full breasts and stiffened nipples like two points of searing heat entering her body and despite the warmth, she shivered. ‘I just needed to be…out. Just…out of that place for a little while,’ Sam trailed kisses up along one curve of her throat and down the other, taking moments to suck at a.