”“Well what is illegal?”“I don’t know; drugs, theft, fuckin’.” Now it was my turn to be caught off guard. The last reason she listed put...a thought into my mind that I probably should have ignored. In my head I wondered, “What’s going on?”, “there has to be a reason and if I have any ideas on this one she’s up to something.”So I jumped back into the pool and she followed.“So than what is the worst thing that you’ve ever done?”“ Ah shit; what do you mean by worst,” she replied, “like worst thing. He stated that I would soon and that anytime we talked, I was to flirt with her and gave me permission to give her my number also. The rest of the day was spent rerunning our conversation in my mind and as I did so I felt my pussy get wetter and wetter knowing that I would replay it to Master after work and baring my reaction knowing full well a wet pussy does not lie.I saw Janae as I got off work and smiled, waved and chatted as we walked to our cars. She asked if I had enjoyed our talk. Sliding up and down on the head of thedildo to the timing of a metronome counter. My hands handcuffed behindmy back and the limited movement afforded by the chain connecting myposture collar to the eyebolt secured to the wall. I stood in thecorner with the cock head securely fixed in my mouth for about a half-hour. I didn't hear the clicking sound and I was grateful for that. Butthe aching of my jaw told me just how big this cock was. Afterfinishing my penance, Carol unhooked me from the wall. Peter still trying to get his hand in her skirt or the blouse, drove very carefully as he struggled to grab her tits at least. A long drive from the far away town, became even longer and they finally reached back home. Peter had hardly stopped, when she opened the door and ran in the house. Peter came running after. In the house, she turned around completely, wildly grabbed him, pulled his shirt, pants, shoes and socks off while continuously kissing and sucking on his lips and marking his chest.