" My dear, that was simply cunnilingus. Your punishment begins at my residence." "Wait, what?! What do you even me -"The waiter approached and cut my ...ries for mercy off short as he boxed my food up and bade us farewell."Well, allons-y." Where are we going?" I asked.He simply walked away towards the exit. I felt like a newborn calf, my legs were so weak I could barely walk. I got up and regained my balance when I saw the older lady looking at me in horror while her husband smiled. I looked down. Yes i was cooking...more for Lisa than anything else...my wife didnt suspect this was my sister.The meal went great we drunk loads of wine then played just dance on the wii. The wife and Lisa shaking there stuff, then me and the BIL did a few numbers, but i did enjoy watching my wife and Lisa shaking there asses in my face...i could have fucked both of them that night.Everyone got more and more drunk as the evening drew on, s*s and hubby were gonna stay in the attic room, i suggested i show. The bar was in fact telescopic. She turned a little handle, that caused the bar to expand, forcing my legs further apart. I then felt cold metal clasping my scrotum. She attached a heavy ring above my balls, the weight pushing them down, stretching my sac downwards. This woman was dirty, probably too dirty for me. However, the foreign sensations of being dominated, of being exposed in such a strange position, were exhilarating. The trepidation of not knowing what would happen next was. She even rehearsed in her mind several conversations and pulled out a copy of the annual report to bone up on the company's financial position.Jenny was still reading the report at her desk when she looked up and saw Mr. Davenport entering her office.The handsome man walked over and held out his hand to Jenny."Hi, I'm Robert Davenport... call me Bob." Uh... hi... I'm Jenny," Jenny said, standing up and suddenly forgetting everything she had rehearsed."I know."Jenny blushed."Tom's told me a lot.