“A bar of chocolate,” l replied, “l was given six weeks, l only have two left.”“Well we had better get a move on,” Jeff said, “but now w... have the right ammunition to make sure the little tart has her cunt filled soon.”“I have to show them a photo of my cock up her cunt,” l said.“Why don’t you contact Alice’s mother and invite her and her husband round for a chance to get to know each other,” Jeff said, “l know you don’t like her but that would be the best way to implement my plan.”“No, l. I tried to move without success. I was flat on my back stretched out on her floor.?Oh, don’t worry about going anywhere, Jeremy. I’ve also taken the liberty to attach your hands to the box frame and your legs are held down by some eyebolts I put into the floor. Mister, you are going to have to pay the price for making me wait for you. You are not going anywhere until I say so. I finished the dinner, but I think you missed yours. I guess I’ll have to give you something else to eat, won’t. There was little doubt left in his mind about his power, but he had to finish what he started. ‘Susan, lay down on your back and spread your legs. Sherry, once she’s done that, start eating out her pussy.’ Both girls got a look of shock and then disgust on their faces. It didn’t stop them from doing as they were told though. Susan spread her legs and Sherry began half heartedly licking at her pussy. Scott could see that neither was aroused at all. He frowned. This was turning him off even less. Post-debate my host, a British ex-pat now very happily living in the colonies (as we joke to one another) suggested we head off to a local bar for a few beers and invited anyone who wished to join us; as with any conference the best debate and work happens in the pub afterwards over a few beers. About ten people joined us and chancing my luck with my expense exclaim put my card behind the bar and got the first round in. One of those present, a woman whom I guessed was mid-late twenties and.