The other good thing was that the spirit of New Order seemed well embedded with all of the women they had seen. Jill wasn't naïve enough to imagine t...at everyone was interested in politics but the afternoon had shown her that New Order policies still seemed to be working. She'd really have to raise the issue of compulsory caging at the next policy chat, though, she told herself. The party seemed to be missing a trick on that one.Caroline smirked as she shut the door behind her visitors. She. ..at a bar...alone...drinking cola because I'm too much of a lightweight to risk getting drunk. Kind of sad and pathetic isn't it?You don't have to agree so quickly you know!Anyway, you're not here to read about how much my love life "currently" sucks. You are here for the raunchy details of how that is all about to change. Our story begins here, in this bar, in about 5 more minutes. An old friend of mine will come strolling and buy me a drink that will change my life. The twist is that I can. I tried a second time to go past him. His strong hands didn't let me go. I didn't really want to go, I just wanted to see how far he was willing to take this. He firmly sat me down on the chaise. "I'm sick of your teasing. You fuck anything with a cock. If you are going to be giving it to everyone else, you might as well fuck me too. " "Fuck you." I laughed. "Are you crazy? I'm not fucking my brother." "Oh yes you will, Delilah, and you are going to get fucked like you never have before." I. Now I was in “diaper position”, completely vulnerable and available to my Master. “Hold those legs up, Puppy,” Master said as he pulled his belt out of his belt loops. My clit began to tingle at the thought of Master’s belt on me. He doubled his belt and stood to the right of my body. He laid the belt against my ass and lifted his arm. The sting that the strap produced was a sharp counterpoint to the lashes of the cat’s tail and I moaned. He continued to stripe my bottom until my legs were.