“Hey,” she said, smiling up at me. “You new? Don’t think I’ve seen you before.” “My first time,” I said. “I’m Dorothy, but call me...Dot.” Five-foot two, eyes of blue, curly blond hair, she looked like she had been pretty hot before the years and pounds added up to now. She showed a wide smile and a mischievous twinkle in her eye. She touched Jack’s shoulder and said, “Has Jack been telling you stories? You can’t believe anything he says.” They laughed together. Dot turned back to me. “You. It was a candid shot. She was much younger, in her 20s probably, and she was kinda bent over sticking her ass out towards the camera, looking back over her shoulder at the photographer, a raunchy mouth-open “Yeah!” grin on her face that I knew well. And her fingers were digging into her quim.“Who took this?” I asked, sorta breathless. The photo had been taken from inside a van. It was nighttime and the flash had washed out much of the detail, but it was still clear enough. Recognizable.My wife. Each was slowly and skillfully teasing one of Amanda's nipples with her tongue."A little more, please," Sirinna said to them. Now each slave sucked the nipple completely into her mouth."Uhhnn..." Amanda moaned, shivering with pleasure as her pussy grew more slick from arousal, making it even harder to keep the metal ball inside her. She could feel it slip a little before she clenched her muscles again to stop it. One of the girls reached between her legs and flicked the chain again. The weight. “Oh now slave, if you want the gag to come off you just need to obey me, ok?” I say.“Yes mistress, I do” you try and say.“Ok, now slave, don’t talk,” I say, removing the gag ball.“Oh, yea th..” I gag you again.“I said not to talk!!” I demand with anger.You nod your head. “Ok now, I’m going to remove it again, and this time DO NOT talk!” I say.You nod your head again.Removing your gag ball, you don’t say a word. Looking scarily into my eyes you hold your breath. “Ok now, my slave, better?” I.