She still had doubts about my memory with me even not remembering ma other mobile numbers. So she walks right up to my cubicle, throws in a note askin... to fill in the blanks. The reply she gets dumb founds her to the niches, wherein not just the number is mentioned but also her complete mailable address. I had completely forgotten the P.S mentioned at the bottom when she comes back to the cubicle, bends down and plants a kiss right on my cheeks….the excitement suddenly broken by a gasp! from. Sunday evening I was allowed to leave. The hood was removed, my clothes weregiven back to me, blinking to wait for my eyes to catch up with the light Istood and pointed at my chastity device, hoping they would unlock me so I couldgo. The Leather Masters all laughed at my innocence, some sheets of paper wereplaced infront of me. The title read "Contract of Servitude". I was instructedto sit on a chair and read through it before signing. The contract was verydetailed. I was basically instructed. It didn't take long for Eddie's father to become visibly frustrated, and start into a long, rambling, drunken lecture about what women want. At least it started out that way, but Eddie quickly realized that it was actually about his mother.It seemed that Eddie's parents weren't getting along very well. Patricia wanted a strong hand from her husband. Eddie's father, meanwhile, wasn't comfortable providing that kind of direction to his wife. No matter how much she begged, he just couldn't "treat. " I instructed.As she pushed her self fully onto the cushion, I told her to spread her legs so I could see her pussy.I could tell that she was uncomfortable as she blushed when I crawled up and took each knee and pushed them apart.Chelsea's pussy was neatly trimmed with a nice little triangle of hair just above her clit. I was amazed at how swollen her labia were and how wet she was...she was litterly dripping.I looked up at her and saw that she was watching me. "Damn, you are fucking sexy!" I.