When I got there I found my wife naked on the bed with cum from head to toe. She looked up and told me it was time to get to work and by work she mean... that I was expected to clean using only my tongue. I was allowed to use a finger to scoop up a stray bit of cum that was being stubborn. It took me almost two hours to get it done. She had taken multiple loads in her mouth and ass as well as her pussy. At the end the men who were left had a circle jerk , each spraying her with one final load.. He lead me through another smaller door, the janitors room, and shoved me on the floor inside, shutting the door behind him. I landed in front of a small table with playing cards scattered around on top. He turned around after closing the door and smiled down at me.“Get up.” He ordered. I didn’t move. “I said get up!” he yanked my hair and my arm at the same time making me cry out. “I’m not playin with you Kylie. Why do you make me hurt you worse than you need to be?” he asked rhetorically,. I leaned over and said to her “do you come here often?” “No” she replied. Looking at her shapely legs I again leaned over and whispered to her “are you wearing any panties?” “No” she replied again but the answer came with a big old smile, giving me a flirtatious look with her eyes. So I just had to, I leaned over again “are you going to let me pet your pussy?” “Maybe” she replied. I didn’t wait for an invitation, I reached over and put my hand beneath her skirt and it didn’t have to far as I. Her heart was beating fast and she had a funny feeling inside; a strange tightness in her throat, and butterflies dancing in her tummy. Her doubts as to what was about to happen seemed to increase the erotic spell she had fallen under. Her rational self told her to leave now while she still could, but somehow she could not tear herself away. She had pledged herself to her beautiful friend for the night, and deep inside she knew that was what she wanted; to be her slave and plaything. Claire’s.