As Derek slowed down his fucking me, I grew more irritated at Joe until. "I want you to take your fuckin' cock out" I demanded "I want you to jerk it ...ff while you watch me get fucked by a black man" I added sternly. Derek added again, "He doesn't want to" he said. I looked at Joe, "I want you to do that" I said "Get that fuckin' cock out and play with yourself" I added. Joe reluctantly did so and as Derek resume his hard fucking of my cunt, Joe stood there jerking off his cock watching me get. The rest of my punishment Ihardly felt anymore I simply cried and cried.Somehow I must have passed out because when I came to my sensesI was lying on the floor. I heard Mistress Andrea and MommyAdriana talking in the living room. I straightened my dress,picked up the tray and minced slowly towards the kitchen.Of course both women heard the feminine click-clack of my heels.When I entered the kitchen I almost dropped the tray. Whilebeing asleep on the floor Mommy Adriana had taken the liberty. As my senses slowly came online, I could feel my hand laid over my naked wife’s breasts and that I wasn’t in my usual gym shorts and t-shirt. I was surrounded in silk, and it was not unpleasant, but it was a floor length nightgown! The events of the previous night slowly began to trickle back into focus, and the apprehension gave way to enjoyment of the dual sensations.“Well..I guess we are going to get an early start as someone forgot to turn the alarm off for the weekend,” said my wife. She. It was a standard cruiser, no cage between them and me. Dumbasses, this would be quick work.Closing my eyes, I envisioned my hands and wrist and the cuffs around my wrist. Small, my hands had to be smaller, I rolled my hands and finger together, the bones contracted, the space between bones collapsed. I heard the doors close, the first mine then the passenger door, at last, the drivers. The engine turned over, the powerful motor purred like a caged lion. I heard the crunching of the gravel.