Pamela did exactly what Judge Redding told her to, and even though she was beginning to feel uncomfortable with her own submissiveness and willingness...to let the judge order her what to do, she was compliant and she'd dressed in preparation for her rendezvous with the judge just as he'd told her to.Pamela didn't actually own some of the lingerie and clothing items Judge Redding had told her he wanted her to wear, so she had not only gone to a department store, but also to the Victoria's Secret. With slow strokes, she started moving up and down. I wanted to grab her by her ass and make her ride me faster but my hands were tied. She had gone crazy and was scratching me and biting me all over my torso.The worst part was being tied and powerless to do anything about it. But although it hurt it did give me a strange, kinky pleasure which I had not expected at all.“You’re my sex toy now, do you understand that?” my dominating manager asked in a sexy voice as she rode my thick cock harder. I was just considering dropping my shorts again when I heard the sliding door open and I turned to see a towel wrapped 22 year-old smoking hot woman standing in the doorway, wrapped only in a towel! She froze and then her eyes went from my face to the scene on the computer and the color seemed to lose all color. “Oh God! Mom told me you were going to work on my computer, I just didn’t think there was any way in the world you could get that computer to work!... You weren’t supposed to find. A big smile plastered on the reflection in the mirror, I could not stop smiling. Why? Because I had the luck of the devils this night, been to some underground clubs enjoying the vibrant underground scene, I was not much of a dancer, but Swedish girls loved to dance, and especially in those clubs with a throbbing base and colorful lights, making their blond hair and white teeth glow in the dark sweaty clubs. But why did this make me lucky? Han on, I will come to that.I splashed my face with.