. why... ?" I could feel my confidence starting to slip, just a bit."All I want is a simple 'yes'," Kathryn said. "No debate. No backtalk. No question.... Just 'yes'. Until then, we keep upping the ante. Next demand: every time you smell a piece of clothing, you must say, out-loud, 'I worship this smell.'" I worship this smell," I repeated."That's still not 'yes'," she said. "And for every pair of panties, before you wash them, you must plant a nice, worshipful kiss on the inside crotch, at the. "Wha... ? what's up, is everything alright?"Her training kicked in and she was almost immediately alert and composed."What is it Danny? what's happened?"I started to tell her but soon realised she needed to understand a lot more so I had her hold my hands and I set up another linking."Oh wow!" She started, as the full flood of information started to stream between us. I felt her questioning as the full history of my deeds became clear to her. Valerie, Amy and all the other things that were a. Shae was drenched in her own juices and his saliva. She felt a cushion or firm pillow slide under her hips. Taylor must have placed it there. He lowered her down onto it. Shae’s legs were bent at the knees and pulled apart. She could only imagine what she looked like. ‘Taylor ready the first one, make sure it is well lubed’ the first what? What was she lubing? His finger ran over her back entrance but this time he applied pressure. ‘Relax Shae, let me in’ she did as he requested and relaxed. She pulled out for a moment, generously lubed two fingers, and inserted them. He groaned and wiggled, feeling some discomfort as his sphincter felt the pressure of expansion. Several more times she made a point of touching or rubbing his prostate, rekindling his internal conflict of emotions. She applied a generous portion of lubricant to the see-through strap-on probe that she had snapped on to its harness. The harness also had a probe for her, which she had lubed and positioned inside her.