You whispered in her ear that she had a chance to get laid now if she wanted to. Without any verbal answer, she reached down and rubbed my cock throug... my pants. I had a raging hard on already. I started to unbutton her top, and you joined in the help get her clothes off. Soon she was laying naked on our couch. I kissed my way down over her chest and tummy down to her pussy. She was soaking wet. It was amazing how much she reacted to my touch, just like you. If I did not know better, it could. Breathing heavy and in that post-masturbatory daze, I barely noticed as she got up and reattached my arm to the chain. She got up and left without a word, and without participating beyond the original contact. Somehow, that turned me on. I fantasized about that all night. Perhaps this sex slave thing wouldn't be so bad after all.This was the pattern for the next five days. I looked forward to it. All of it: From the picture, to the workout, to the hosing, to the cumming. Not such a bad life,. When it was quiet again, Bud said "I want to introduce my good friend Will Crozier." He kept up the little squirms and wiggles, and put in a few surreptitious tugs as he talked. "Will organized this little 'soy-ree'."The mispronunciation was emphasized. When there was a slight titter from the crowd, he snapped his head around and gave a questioning, challenging stare. Julia was absolutely beside herself. No one had mentioned that Bud was good at physical as well as verbal comedy. This was off. " As the girl who hadbeen Burns looked down at herself she blushed. Instead of the outfit shesaw in her mind's eye she was wearing a pair of pink tassels and a thong.The only thing that carried over from her vision was the bonnet.Later, as Ron was busy playing tetris on his cell phone he heard someoneknock on the glass of the passenger window next to where he was seated. Heopened it to see a young woman wearing a pink bonnet with a note stuck toher chest. Ron gazed from the note to the girls.