Could she?At any rate, the nearest ladies' room was near the Sears, so I headed in that direction, all the while looking for stores and hotties who wo...ld catch her eye and prevent her return to me. I checked White House | Black Market (she claims she just loves the clothes, but I've seen the way she looks at the redhead behind the counter) -- no dice. No redhead either.The same could be said for her other haunts: the aforementioned Suncoast, and Rampage, and The Bikini Store ... I admit I. I want this now as much as he does, another surprise for the evening. "But only because you ask so nicely."I lean over and my long hair falls loosely down, surrounding me with a dark curtain that cuts me off from everything, but the cock in front of me. I purse my lips and blow hot puffs of air over the shaft. It's my plan to make him forget where I'm heading. Not exactly a stretch since Matt has always been pretty easy to distract."Ngh! God that's so good."Like I said, easy.I get my tongue. Then, he spat on the club's rimmed end and lifted the slave's balls to expose his hole. We left to check the next room while the chains' jingles and the slave's screams echoed all over the Dungeon.The third room was as well illuminated as the one before, but it was empty. A tall closet was on the left side and a shelf on the wall next to it was crammed with little things. A strange contraption was hanging from the ceiling, a harness of some sort, with chains and buckles hanging down. Two rows. " I'm not making it up. Just google tramp stamps and you'll see that I'm right." Well, I've had my say," said Mom. "You're going to have to live with that for the rest of your life." She got up and walked out of the kitchen. I assumed she headed for where the booze was kept."Why did you tell Mom that? That was mean and you just made things worse." Mom and Dad would have found out sooner or later. Better to get all the bad news out now so they can get used to your new decoration." So that's what.