Terry felt his face flush, looked down. ‘Yea, Bobby has had too much, I better get him to his house.’ Terry told her, still having trouble meeting...her eyes. He had never in his life said a single word to her, now she was standing right there in front of him! ‘Can you maybe take me home, please? It’s getting late and I don’t dare drive and I know you are sober. Dana was going to take me but he seems to be all involved with Trina. Besides, he is getting drunk too.’ She said, a bitter tone in her. She wondered, absently, if she still had something in her purse. A hit of X or maybe a tab, but the thought fled as quickly as it had come, replaced with another. She missed her collar. She felt incomplete without it. Besides, Alex loved seeing her in it and she wanted to please him more than anything. That might change, but right now, she felt an inexplicable urge to be his playful little kitten.Drawn back to the bed, pulling herself on top of the mattress, she sat, bare ass on stockinged. And as generous as those breasts were that was a lot of area on display.The dress followed her trim waistline snuggly all the way down to snuggly hold in her hips. Calling the dress tight would be a gross understatement.It also showed she couldn't possibly have any body fat on her. It was so tight you could see her hips flex as she walked. You could almost see her bellybutton. Dusty had a thought that she couldn't possibly be wearing underwear as tight as the dress was.The dress ended about 4. Suddenly she slipped her hand into my panties and massaged my new found sex as I felt my pussy lips part and her finger slip into me. I thought I was going to die, the feeling nearly made my knees buckle under me. Mistress Sue must have noticed this as she removed her finger and pushed me onto the bed."Now slave, you will feel what it is like to be fucked by a man!" as she removed a dildo from her bedside cabinet, placing it on her incredible body and moving down again toward me.She kissed me.