You didn't know she was married? She had her wedding ring on when we picked you two up. If it was just the one time, why are there nine charges to the...Best Western on your last three credit card invoices? The Best Western is quite second-rate. Veronica deserves at least the Hilton, don't you think?"John hung his head. He'd shot his bolt, not understanding just how much Carl knew of his affairs. Of course he'd known she was married."You ready to make your choice?" Carl asked.John Garson was. I stood there and let her look all she wanted. And in the end, she just scowled and kept on walking.We were silent for a bit before I finally said, "Anyways, you called it; I've been a slut lately. So it's not like I'm desperate to get laid. Especially not with a girl who's taken."Gwen giggled and then glanced sidelong at me. "What about a girl who isn't taken?"There was a definite innuendo in Gwen's voice, and I looked over at her curiously. "Thought you were giving Rick another chance."She. I rose up on my elbows and looked at her. ‘Suzanne, I know my dick is too small to give you any pleasure and you don’t know how much I regret that, but I know I can use my hand better than you’re doing for yourself. I don’t remember ever having a thrill like you’ve just given me. Why don’t you let me see what I can do to return the favor?’ She rose up on her knees and looked down at me with an expression I wasn’t sure I could read. After a moment’s hesitation she walked forward on her knees. I’d watched thousands of hours of sissification videos, white sissy and black bulls and here I was, dressed in a red sissy outfit caged and collared taking my Masters cock deep inside me. And I loved it.Master rolled off me for a moment. He opened a drawer and took out some tangled black rope.”Stand” he ordered and I stood at the side of him with my hands by my sides.I saw the rope had cuffs on and he attached them to my ankles and snapped them shut. He placed a small padlock on each ankle cuff.