I think she liked it too. Her turn again, a two, shirts already off, she picked a card, ‘Massage your body suggestively.’ She fondled herself twea...ing her nipples. She lowered her bra strap off of her shoulder and then reached between her legs. Rubbing her thighs and crotch she made a furrow on her pants, which outlined her pussy lips. She then reached one hand around from behind and stroked up and down. She knew me. I actually blushed. I groaned with lust and rolled a four, a hug and kiss. “I’ve got an idea I replied.” I rang off, picked up my own phone and after taking a selfie I phoned her back on my own phone after texting her my picture.“You’re very pretty.” She acknowledged when we continued our call.“Do you know the Head of the River pub?” I asked.“I know it. It’s very close to Bobby, my ex’s digs.”“Good. How does 7.30 sound?” I asked, not giving her a chance to realise from where I was calling, lest she suggest coming around to collect her phone there and then.“It sounds. ”With a final pinch of my nipples, he pulled his hands out from under my shirt and said, “No problema, Sara. Let’s eat!”The 3 of us sat at our little kitchen table, with Kurt directly across from me, and Sammy sitting right next to me, with our plates of food in front of us. Once we began eating, Sammy reached over and took my left hand, pulling it over to his lap. He said, “No need to stop eating, Sara, but go ahead and pull out my cock and stroke it while we eat.” I shook my head in. " Look at me." Penny obeyed.When she looked up she saw that Mistress was now holding something in her hands. When she offered it to Penny's gaze, Penny realized what it was: a collar! Was she about to become a slave, like Sandy? Was that what she wanted? Penny's mind began to race as she tried to sort out the complicated feelings that began swirling in her brain.Mistress broke her concentration."This is a slave collar. If I deem you worthy of it, and if you accept it, it will be a symbol of.