Vicky knew it could be fun to be part of the show and expected it would be more fun with Sandy there this time, as well.One of the complications was t...e booths had to look a little period -- which meant no plastic canopies with metal poles; even dimensionally sawn lumber was frowned upon. That turned out to be easily solved; Liz and Mike had a patch of woods on their hobby farm needing thinning, and it was no big deal to go hit on them for a few poles still with raw bark. Honest canvas, rather. “You shall wait for my orders Slave,” she ordered with firm authority, an undertone of affection barely detectable in the command. A coat of her own juices were glistening on her fingers as she rubbed her clit in a slow, deliberate circle, her other hand busying itself with the task of teasing her breasts.Her ears noted the whimpers and gasps that her slave was making as she sunk her fingers in her dripping snatch. The pain and suffering she knew he was going through by not being able to do. ..then he stopped pulled out and made me close my legs he straddled me and slid his dick back in while he was sitting on top of my legs. His dick was rubbing against my clit every time he thrust in and pulled back out. I was loving it. He was completely in control I couldn't even move and every time I said anything he told me to shut the fuck up. He wanted complete control and I was fine with that. Once he got enough of that he stopped got up and told me to turn over so I did, and got up on my. LeeAnn was here."I am just here to help with some final touches." She said with a smile. "Remember Vegas last spring? Remember saying only the weak could behypnotized? We're about to find out how strong you are baby." She wastalking as she helped me into my night gown. She guided me to a pair ofchairs by the bedroom window. I sat in one, her in the other, and shestarted to speak:"I want you to listen to my voice Brett. You are totally safe here, inthe comfort of your home with a woman you.