I loved the way she wrapped those lips of hers around my Johnson and wouldn't let go until I erupted, her tongue gooey w/ my offering.I'd lay her down...on the cool, linoleum floor and lap her pearly-pink pussy, her pubes damp w/ perspiration which rolled down her baby-fat layered abdomen. My tongue would poke in and out of her opening, shove as far in as I could reach; she'd moan softly as she squeezed her tits until they were near popping. I'd keep going until she sounded satisfied, or until I. "I don't think so."The smile vanished instantly from Haley. "What? Why? You are kidding right?"With another heavy sigh, Nicole shook her head. "No, I don't think so. Sorry."Haley seemed to not understand. "Nik, you gotta go. It's a huge party for seriously like the next week and a half and Jennifer's parents are like in Norway or something for the next two months. What a perfect time for it, right?" Look, Haley, I don't really like Jennifer and I ju-" Nicole started but was cut off when Haley. " So you're saying the more housework I do; the more oral sex I give you,the more often you'll take this belt off?" Yes precisely Peter. Orgasms are your reward for being a good boy.Time in chastity is your punishment for being a bad boy and not pleasingme."I finally started to figure out that me locked in a chastity belt andher holding the keys gave her an enormous amount of leverage over me.My sex life was no longer under my control. Shit, I couldn't evenmasturbate with this thing on.After. I enter it from the upper side — the square is not level, it is sloping towards the opposite side, where the town hall stands. This way, from where I come, I can survey it all, above the heads of the crowd that fills it.I have a good view at the stone tribune in front of the town hall, with the spiked statue of the Goddess on it, with all the implements of torture that await me, with the big gong, and with the torturer, dressed in his traditional hooded black garb, standing solemnly, looking.