I spent the next three hours being subjected to penetration of every orifice in my body. The men left, she stood at the bedroom door and laughed. She ...old me to dress saying that she wanted me not to wash, she wanted me to feel the cum trickle from my pussy and ass into my panties. She intended to and was humiliating me to the last.I sat down on the sofa in the lounge, wincing as I felt the mess in my panties. The clock on the mantle said 3.50pm. She would be back soon. I hoped that the pills. Besides I was naked already. As she moved so she was not directly in the sun, I began to realize just how nice she looked, not a raving model kind of woman, but a lot like me. You know, that mid-forty year old look. Body not so firm anymore, but definitely not even close to being chubby. Her hair long, in a ponytail pulled through a baseball cap. Breasts nice, not huge, and not so large they overwhelmed her chest. As her suit bottom slipped over her hips, I could see she, like me, didn’t have. Well, this definitely made me horny. In the test we have to weld two objects, which is pretty scary for girls, so, as a gentleman, I helped her with that holding her hands from behind, and trying to help her without any bad intentions. But, as far as I know, she pushed a step back because of the sparks and accidentally my hands fell on her boobs. Those were the best melons I have touched. soft, big and good enough for me to bend her and fuck her brains out.I had no choice I was only thinking. She will agree to wear my collar and after I lock it on her, there will only be two ways to remove it. The first is, she decides she has lost trust in me and cuts it off, which will end our agreement, or I decide she is not as submissive as I thought she was and I unlock it and that also will end our agreement. There will be a collaring ceremony that she has asked that you two be present to witness and I could not agree with her more.”Mrs. Brown was smiling to know they would be a part of this.