Walkies.” Feeling thoroughly degraded I crawled around the apartment for a while. Carrie was enjoying herself immensely, and paused every now and a...ain to snap a picture of me on her phone. “This gives me an idea…” she said, and tied me to a chair in the kitchen, “Stay.” She arrived back with a video camera, and started to record. I was mortified, but strangely turned on. I could feel my pussy growing wet… but this was so wrong! “You’re my bitch aren’t you? Tell the camera what a slut you. The only cock I see is on the internet and I'm sure you know the only one's I get up my pussy are plastic."I couldn't believe my wife's boss was talking to me like this but it sure was horny."So?" she asked slightly tilting her head and grinning again."What here, now?" Yes here and now. You stand there and wank yourself off."I stood up and unbuttoned my jeans and let them and my boxers fall to the floor. My cock was fully hard and already leaking pre-cum, Kath cooed.I then proceeded to slowly. I dried off, allowing my wavy hair to air dry. I put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, heading downstairs to the voices I hear. I stumbled upon the kitchen, where Georgia seemed to be setting something up. There was an attractive male in the room, who seemed to be in his late twenties. Georgia noticed me there and came over. "Good morning sunshine. This is Tom." She said, gesturing to the man. He smiled and gave a short wave. I waved back. "Hi, I'm Hannah." Georgia waved her hand at the. He shoved his friend aside and pressed his fingers under her jaw."This is bad," Sawyer muttered. "Why would she-? Just- this is so bad. What do we do? Dude?" Shut up, Sauce," he replied. He bit his lip and closed his eyes, trying to feel past the girl's chilly skin. He hadn't thought he'd ever be in this position, again.There."She's not dead," he said, tilting back on his heels."What?" She's alive." Zack wiped a hand on his jeans. "Give me some kind of cord, I'm going to tourniquet her.