Sucking her social finger into her mouth, she lubes it up, before reaching behind her, and slipping it into her anus. “That’s right, slave. Show m... how slutty you can be. Get yourself off, and I’ll let you lick my cock.”She smiles at me between her slender ankles, and starts to go wild on her fingers. Her ample breasts are bouncing in rhythm to her left hand diving in and out of her coochy, while her right finger teases her puckered hole. She continues this until her knees buckle, and she. My hands are tied behind me, there’s a noose snug around my neck, and a trapdoor underneath my feet. And I am so wet... There are nine other young women in the room with me. All of us are in the same situation. I’m second from the right end of the line. The wall in front of me is black glass. The room is brightly lit, so I can’t see through the glass, but I get a great view of the ten of us standing here, naked, noosed, waiting.An execution? No, a rather complicated and lethal game. As I said,. ”“That’s cool! See you then!”We hung up and I went to move the laundry from the washer to the dryer. I had an hour to kill so I grabbed my book and sat in the sunroom to read. I read for about forty minutes then took a quick shower and dressed. I locked up the house and walked nine blocks south and then a couple of blocks east to the deli. Carla was waiting for me on the sidewalk.She was dressed more conservatively than before, wearing jeans and t-shirt. The sunglasses and ponytail still gave. Now strip totally naked and let me see what I haveto work with here."She made her first mistake by delaying and her second by opening hermouth. "I could make a case of entrapment. You stepped over the line byputting that camera in my office."Since she was here in my living room at exactly 8:00 I knew that she wasjust trying to justify her actions and let the last remaining bit ofmachoness escape from her body before she let her true self go. Ofcourse I had to properly address this to let her.