“No,” she said as she shook her head and while she turned a deeper shade of red. Cam understood and went to tell Charles. He came back and found h...r wondering whether she could stand letting a guy, she didn’t know, see her in her underwear. They put the pictures away. He’d put them in his vault. They got up and left the private room but when she saw Charles all she wanted to do was stare into those beautiful redeeming blue eyes of his. When he smiled she couldn’t help but smile back. She knew. "You ready to keep going, cupcake?" she asked Amanda."I'm ready, Mistress." Amanda stated calmly."Good. Next up we have forced oral sex. Put her on the skeleton chair and strap her down." Cindy said briskly, standing up and walking over to the table.The skeleton chair was called that because it looked a little like a stick man, or a skeleton. A segmented framework of square steel tubing shaped roughly like a human being, it had lockable joints that corresponded with all the major human joints,. ”He still had the long hair, and beard, but they were neatly trimmed, and his clothes, though worn, were clean, and he had on brand new boots. I shook his hand, and Jen hugged him. He wanted to show us something, so we followed him, Jen walking ahead. I asked him in a low voice if the sobriety was sticking. He blushed. “I’ve slipped, twice. My sponsor got me the first time, my boss the next. He put me in the construction office and made me work the next day. I was hung over, and it was hot, but. Frankie wasn’t surprised to hear Bob was married but what did it matter this was just sex, wasn’t it?As they walked further ahead they headed for a wooded area and suddenly there was no one else about.Bob took this opportunity gratefully as he pushed Frankie up against a tree, her breath caught in her throat as he tongue met hers, his lips grinding hard at her mouth, pushing her even harder against the tree. Frankie’s hands reaching down towards his cock as he pulled away from her saying ‘no.