As he was pulling out of the parking lot, John said, “Did that store make my little slut wet?” “Yes Sir. I believe your pussy is very wet.” He...handed her a small silver vibrating bullet better known as a pocket rocket. “Here. Work on your clit with this, but if you orgasm before I tell you to, you will spend the rest of they day chained to Master Charlie’s cross.” “Yes Sir.” Martha loved being on the cross but she knew she would be well punished with some, if not most, of the various. ’ ‘Pussy, Rose. There are many other names for it, but my favorite is pussy,’ he said, enjoying the slow, sensual teasing as he saw that saying the words made her blush once more. ‘Now, tell me where you enjoyed my tongue, Rose.’ ‘I…I enjoyed your tongue in my pussy,’ she breathed, arching her neck to give him better access to her earlobes and neck. Jake accommodated her by licking and nibbling his way down to the deep red crests of the breasts he was so very enamored with. He ran his tongue. I took some pictures as instructed and was trying not to moan too much for fear of being heard by the woman decorator just outside....( To Mistress Elektra amusement ) !!!!Having completed the task I sent the pictures to Mistress Elektra and made my way out of the toilet still flustered from fucking my cockhole. I resumed my work and then I received another text saying I must return to the toilet but this time use a screwdriver to fuck my cockhole!.... I said it would cause suspicion returning. We stopped at the Dunkin’ Donuts drive-through for coffee and donuts then drove to my house where we swapped my car for Lizzie’s SUV. A few minutes later we walked into Lizzie’s room. Toni packed the clothes from the dresser drawers into a suitcase while I carried the clothes from the closet to the rear of the SUV. We had everything done, including Lizzie’s toiletries, blanket and pillow in half an hour. Throughout the entire move Lizzie had sat passively, looking out the window and not even.