“Zena, it can’t hurt to find out how he feels.”“Suppose not.” Still not convinced.“Think about it,” I urged her. “OK?”“OK,” she ...uttered.“In the meantime,” I proposed, “how about we go for a meal on the anniversary? The sixth is on Friday of this week, so we can make a night of it, just the four of us. What d’you think?”Zena brightened at this. “Yes. Good idea. Can you book somewhere? How about that restaurant you go on about, Orchards is it? I’ll sound out the other two.”“Good for me too,” I. They open the cold water and thoroughly wash me with hard brushes, like scrubbing a piece of wood. I am warned that's my last opportunity to drink if I need it. I gulp cold water down my wide-open gagged mouth. Once they've made sure I am clean as a whistle, I am dragged to the Punishment Room without even being dried up.The Punishment Room is large, maybe a huge basement, to provide space for freely swinging The Implement and for The People who are already there. The Implement can be an over. I was surprised how sexy her body was. She can’t be 18 . She smiled coyly, and grabbed my erection firmly with both hands as she slipped past me. I handed her the vibrator, which was originally intended to be the whole birthday present. I had asked Riva for advice about selecting a vibrator. Beyond that, it was all Riva’s idea, really, I just went along with it. She knew what to do. I just sat and watched,” I said. “Uh-huh,” Benito coaxed. “Oh it was great. Riva went to work with her. OK Amy your turn again. Amy laid down and spread her legs wide. Seeing that I thought I'd give it to her good. I started with the wand on low. Amy gasped. Amy was grabbing her tits, squirming around. It didn't take her long to cum. She grabbed the wand and held it against her clit. She kept it there moaning, legs crossed. Amy released the wand. She laid there trying to catch her breath. Her clit was big, engorged with blood, pussy lips all puffy. I don't know why but I went down on Amy. Seeing.