Oh, dear fucking me! The vibrating was going right from theplug on my prostate and it's even making my chastity cage vibrate whichwas a really strong ...ensation. I almost couldn't think for a moment! Ijust wanted to reach down and start playing with myself. I resisted theurge and instead reached behind me to lock my left hand in the metalcuff. I made sure I still had the remote in my hand and took a couplepictures to make sure it was working. I could hear the click of thecamera flash, so I hoped. ‘Because I don’t fucking care, it’s all true anyways.’ ‘I heard you. Cheryl’s on my floor.’ Why did I tell her? Why did I do that? Fear, fear, ancient fear. Fear and conditioning to do whatever they want. Do whatever they want and they will break your glasses but they won’t beat you up. Say whatever they want you to say and they won’t throw you around by the hair. I realize I am stroking my neck and I do not have long hair anymore. It disappeared in the last five weeks. I don’t remember them. . girls doing things to make their tits jiggle, and I always though it looked a little strange. I continue to allow him use of my mouth while I grab my nipples. I pull them outward and upward, shaking them hard, making each of my tits sway. I imagine him looking at them, but I can't look up. I drop them, and they fall back against me. Again I blush with embarassment, and again I feel a rush of wetness in my crotch."Don't stop" he demands, and I can tell he must be getting closer. I reach under. We have had plenty of threesomes together with him in the past and sometimes she would fuck him at home while I was at work, but up until this point she had never gone out with him for a drink.I knew that going out for a drink with him would involve sex of some sort although that wasn’t mentioned at this point. Even so, my cock started to twitch at the thought of their arrangement. I could feel it in my jeans going from limp to almost semi hard.I decided to make myself a meal while she went.