Had something to do with driving cars into a bridge or something. Like I said, not a pop fan so maybe it was a reference that went over my head. All I...knew was my offer of helping her had led to this – me settling down her shopping bags in her lavish hotel room. She’d told me she was making the most of international chart success and splashing out for Christmas, and underestimating how much she’d end up spending and buying led to her eventual stumble and her needing my assistance. Hell, if I. "Strip. Now!" she said.I did as she said. In five seconds I was standing naked in front of her. Then she took off her outer clothes, standing in the black slip she knew I loved - to see and, in secret, to wear. My cock got hard from seeing her, and in anticipation of what was to come. She grabbed my cock and squeezed it so hard I almost fell to my knees."Yes, dear, I know you like to wear this slip. You may not cum in it, but you forget the little stains your pre-cum leaves. Well, today you. Happy to be able to cover up thechastity cage again, I redressed myself and followed after her. She ledme out of her office, waving calmly at the guards outside the door, whofollowed after us down the corridor. "There's a staff changing room justaround the corner here," Miss Stevens explained, leading me to a doorthat had the female symbol on. "I'm more than happy for Mr Meadows to beescorted here," she instructed the guards, "before each of our sessions.I would hate you to come to harm, Josh,. Sheopens the only button and the shirt slides off her shoulders. Her mouthis on you at once, quick kisses over your neck, lashing your nipplesand breasts with her tongue, nibbling at your belly with gentlebites. Then you're on her bed. She ties a long scarf around yourneck, now both collar and leash. Her hands guide you, turning youonto your stomach, lifting your ass until you're on your hands andknees. A sharp tug on the scarf and you turn your head back to look ather. She's there.