My panic level climbs a notch when you drop it on the floor and gently kick it out under the door of the booth. From your brown bag of newly purchased...things, you pull out a pair of broad, black leather cuffs for my wrists. There's a matching pair that you then secure around my ankles. The collar you've chosen for my neck fits snugly and, once in place, you swap places with me in the narrow booth and have me face the door.An instant rush of unexpected delight hits me when I notice a peephole in. "Likely served with the Sauce That Time Fergot," Ned chimed."You know, I do have to eat it, too," Cassie admonished as they headed away.Diane waited until they were gone. She took a step closer to Jason. "I'm sorry, this won't take more than a minute." Not a problem, Diane," said Jason. "What's up?" Well, it's about the Book."Jason tried not to react, though he did let out a slow sigh through his nose. He wondered when the others might start asking for it again. "What about it?" he asked in as. As she licked off the residue, any slight softening that had begun was quickly reversed. As soon as he could get enough breath to speak, he told her "You have to show me how to do that to you. Ever since you first walked in, your, uh, your pussy has made my mouth water." In all of the things that I did," she sadly told him, "no one has ever used their mouth on me. Hey! That's one first that I can give you!"She never went back to her room that night. They stopped short of intercourse, but it was. I set up an command aura around the three of us, commanding that the women were going to love touching me. In fact they were going to love it so much that they would cum after touching me sexually for 180 consecutive seconds, every time, until further commands were received. They were going to remember every second of our time together in vivid detail. There would be no regrets, no guilt about cheating on their husbands, and their husbands would tell them that it was okay... and mean it!I had.