“Now you’re at my complete mercy. What should I do first? Oh, I can see you don’t like it. You find it disgusting don’t you? Well guess what? ...’m going to have the time of my life with you. Fucking hell, these tits are nice; do you like me playing with them?” I can’t pissing move and I can’t fucking talk. This is excruciating! I’m totally helpless and I just want to be home away from all this! “Fucking nice thighs. Nice and soft and juicy. Do you like me caressing them? Just a little further. “Chicken shit,” Karen expressed disdain for Mike when he said he should not have made the life-changing bet with is wife.“I followed through with my end when I lost,” Mike said without explaining the conditions of the bet other than what happened if he won or lost.“If I won, then Karen would enter orientation again and become the slave, I always expected her to be. The one from her dreams,” Mike said.“But I won, didn’t I, Sir?” Karen gloated.“Yes Karen, you won,” Mike admitted ruefully. He told. She placed his hand on the curve of her hip and he looked startled. He could feel a trace of lace from her underwear and he kept his hand very still. She took his other hand and slipped it under her shirt to her breast. His pulse quickened a little."It's all right, go ahead." She tried to ease his nervousness.He started to move his hands over her soft skin. She felt so amazing as he explored her chest and stomach. He reached the edge of her panties and stopped. He looked at her , not wanting to. I was just starting to get into kissing her when she pulled back, her lips only an inch or so away from mine and whispered, “You’ll smudge my lipstick.”Then she said, “Heck with the lipstick!” and renewed our kiss with a passion. Her hand went behind my head and pulled me to her, smashing our lips together and attacking my mouth with her tongue.Tanner, our butthead temporary chauffer, broke our passion by saying, “Hey, back there, get a damn room!” We broke our kiss, breathing hard and glared.