"Back to you Tony. Truth or Dare?" he asked. I chose to do a dare this time."I dare you to smell my feet for thirty seconds," said Uncle Paul."Eww tha... is gross," I yelled. Not wanting to lose this game, I lowered myself down to his feet. He sat on the floor with his back propped against the couch. I laid flat on my stomach, with my face at his feet and my ass in the air. I picked up one foot and placed my nose on the underside of his toes. I held my breath not wanting to smell the aroma of. " Yes Master."The streets are not very busy, just a few patrons leaving bars and restaurants. You see there are a couple of familiar faces but you are relieved when they head away from you.You see The Dungeon Master nod his good evenings to a few people you don't recognise, before you eventually turn into the alley and head back down the steps through the door to the Triple D. The DM takes off your leash and tells you to go and get cleaned up. You hurriedly do so, sensing that you may have over. Some of the noises coming out of her sounded more like visceral grunts than anything. When that video cut out and I moved on to the next one she was now taking it from him doggy style but Mike had moved over to the couch with the camera and was now feeding her his cock. Her screams and moans muffled deep into his dick as she worked it like a pro. At this point Mike pointed the camera up towards his friend who announced "I can't take it anymore this bitch is going to make me cum!" and started to. His face was tear stained and his bottom bright red before his Mother allowed him up. “Face the wall Jack” his Mother instructed. It all happened too quickly but somehow not quickly enough as suddenly Auntie Sarah turned her steely glare on me. “Right Emma, you now” she snapped pointing to the floor directly in front of her I walked over quickly. Now was not the time to upset her unduly bearing in mind where I was about to go. “Knickers and skirt off please” she snapped as if I didn’t.