The blindfold was leather with Velcro fastenings and soft padding over the eyes and, once fitted Angela was in complete darkness. Then the leash was a...tached to the collar and Angela was ordered to stand. With her feet hobbled it was hard keeping up with Mistress as she was led through the house but she had learnt the small precise steps necessary and they were soon at the playroom door.?Remember, slut-slave, try not to think too much, just do as you're told.? Mistress said gently before. He was shielding her from the rest of the room so there was no rush to put them back in. He gave her a cheeky grin and his pouring got a lot slower. “You wanna see some more?” He nodded at the stupid question and she leaned right back in her seat and lifted her dress up. My cock was still hard while she was putting on a show and I gave myself a squeeze while I glugged my wine back. The waiter was cool as a fucking cucumber, one hand in his pocket giving his own cock a rub, he filled my. Simon felt my fight wither and called me a good girl as he danced his fingers up and down my spine. He kissed my back and told me to relax, trust him and if it was too painful to rub my clit. As he was kissing my back and whispering to me he had moved his fingers from my pussy and was circling them around my hole. He asked if I was ready and I nodded, but I was not sure. I wanted to give more of myself to him as I felt the pressure I tensed. He rubbed my back and told me to relax. As his. ”“That's the way keep your head over the edge of the bench just like that. Oh yes, yes this is perfect.” Some one else moaned the same time. “Get over here you two there are only a few left to take there turns Sandra. Do you think you can manage the rest?” Some one else asked.“You want to believe I can manage the rest and even more if I had to.” Sandra moaned. “Hurry up I need more.”I wondered what Sandra needed more of. So I stood up and turned around. This time no one was standing up.