? She placed it between my spread legsdirectly under my cock. ?If you release even one drop of cum I?ll now know.?Won?t that be helpful slave? ??Yes m...stress.?Reaching again for the ky she squeezed a large dollopinto her hand and showed me as she began lubing up the plug.? ?Now slave, I recommend you relax and take this in like a good slut. We?re notgoing to stop until it?s in place so no whining.?Rubbing lube all over my assshe begins working the plug into place. I tensed up and lifted my. He held me and stroked my arms as we laughed and shared stories and passed the time.Oh, this happiness was heady stuff!I lay there thinking about how incredible this man was—smart, funny, warm, strong, good in bed. Well, I could only assume that last one, but I already knew I was itching to find out for sure. And speaking of itching--a thought at the back of my mind kept trying to claw its way to consciousness. Eventually it did.Why me?Finally it bugged me enough to ask."Besides the fact that. I learned about this within the hour. I phoned the Kaps, to tell them what was going on. I tried to set up a conference call with you, but your line was busy." Yeah, phone sex with a friend." Your boyfriend?" No, just a guy I met. What did you and the Kaps decide?" There are only 78 tickets to the finals night unsold. The price of them just doubled. Our girls will sell raffle tickets for sex with the losing past president for ten dollars each. The champion wrestler will draw the winner's. "Maybe. But you might wind up paying more of a price than one little decoy-mission is worth."Done is done. We'll have to see how it works out, I answered back.I easily caught up with Arti, but neither of us said anything. So we marched the mile to a grove of stunted, desert trees that had a view of the building. It was a low adobe cabin, one window on the left side of the door, a tin roof that was extended to give a bit of shade to a front porch area. There was a beat up looking SUV-type.