? ?Mistress, I?m sorry, I?ll beutterly submissive for you.? I?ll doanything you say. ?I promise to be good.? ?Mmmmm, that?s good.? I like that,? she s...id, producing a ball gagwhich she held up to my face.? I knewwhat to do, opening my mouth, and she put it in.? ?You look so naturalas a slave, Darling,? she said as she began to pinch my nipples as she strokedmy cock.? Again, I nearly fainted frompleasure.? ?Now, I think you have someconfessions to make, before we can go any further, don?t you??. Excuse me, please. Excuse me!He runs into KOCHANSKI, who drops her purse. RIMMER picks it up andthrows it away.RIMMER: If you want to dance, do it over there. (Calling in thedirection he threw the purse) Sorry.He continues walking towards Lister's table. Lister watches Kochanski gofetch her purse and sit down with her friend.CHEN: That woman's out of your league. She's just too classy for you.LISTER: Who is?CHEN: Kochanski.LISTER: I've got no big thing about Kochanski.CHEN: Stick to your usual. This time her legs didn’t wrap around me, but she worked with me, bucking her Chutad against me, grinding against my Lund. I pulled out and unlatched the cuffs from her wrists, swept my gun to the floor, and tossed her face down onto the marble table top. On my knees behind her, I started to slam into her Choot, slapping her curvy smooth Gaand with sharp backhands. Her short nails scratched at the marble of the table, then her fingers latched around the far edge as she held on for the ride of. "About my age - mid-twenties. A couple younger, nineteen or twenty."I knew I was hooked. So did he, but we kept up the pretence of serious consideration. Eventually, arrangements were made.As the day approached, I was overcome with expectation - both positive and negative. Just being the only one naked was very alluring. But where could things lead? An entirely new experience, not knowing my own limits, let alone those of his mates. How vulnerable could I possibly be? And what of my reputation.