In fact, wearing the dainty high heels only made me feel more vulnerable; whatever I gained in height, I had to make up for with careful balance and d...licate little steps. I definitely wouldn't be running anywhere in these shoes. "The high heels will take some getting used to, so I want you to wear those around the house as practice. Why don't you go do the dishes. I need to move some things around up here." I offered to help him with the moving, but he insisted the boxes would be too heavy. I lower my head and brush against you with my nose making you squirm just a little. I stick out my eager tongue and very slowly and softly lick upwards towards your very special spot. I stop just short of that spot and slowly lick my way back down, then back up again always deliberately stopping just short of that spot. I decide after a very short time that I can’t deny you, or myself, any longer and slide my tongue all the way up and quickly and firmly lick you right there. I clamp my mouth. I start to return back to Pete, but think he must have hidden keys somewhere. I rush around the truck and locate the keys behind the passenger's side tire. I unlock the door and see Amber hogtied in the back. Pete has the seats down. She is gagged with a red ball gag. I go to take it off and notice it has a padlock on the back. "I can't take it off." I say to her. She struggles and makes noises that you make when you are gagged. She struggles. I suddenly find myself getting very wet. I realize. At first when the pig fell over dead, everyone stopped talking and only stared at the dead pig at my feet. After a short pause, someone dropped a plate of food, which broke the spell of silence that had hung over the room and pandemonium broke out with nearly twenty people in the room talking which turned to shouting with the masters trying to regain control of my trial. In the end, they dismissed everyone including me saying they had seen enough they would tell Steve and myself their decision.