The walls were covered in drawings of girls tied up with objects shoved in their vaginas and scars covering their breasts. Along the walls there were ...arious objects; racks, crosses, and cages. Various hooks, and rings hung from the walls and ceiling. There was a large coffee table in front of a couch covered with all sorts of whips, ropes, dildos, vibraters, ball gags, and restraints. In the middle of the floor there was a black leather pummel horse. These were not the hoof prints of your. He couldn't see them, but he still had ears.After a few more moments of licking, Lily squeaked quietly in protest, and Cassie returned her hand to Lily's pussy, rubbing her gently. After a while Cassie cautiously caressed her clit and could hear Lily, just barely, draw in a sharp breath, smothering her moans of pleasure. The jumpsuit slave was covered in a thin sheen of sweat by now, hips bucking into Lily. Cassie slipped a trepidatious finger into Lily's slit, and she took it silently, so. ”“I don’t know, Jake. I have to think about it.”“You do that. Can you at the very least keep your mouth shut about them?”“Yeah, I guess I can.”Jake was not so sure. Jason was confused, and Jake had just undermined his expectations about Carol. Jake would keep an eye on Jason but take no action. He didn’t want to change something as fundamental as Jason’s attitude toward same-sex relationships. He would have to keep watch and see what developed.“Good man. I’m going to veer off here. I need to. “Open your legs,” His voice wasn’t cold but it wasn’t to be argued with. “Show me that owned little pussy.”His words made her instantly wetter. Owned. What was it about that one word that made her feel so immediately tense? Maybe he saw the surprise on her face.“What, you don’t want me to own you? I think it’s too late for that.” His smile was dangerous. “You know how things are gonna be and you wouldn’t want them any other way. From now on, you only touch that pussy when I tell you to. Got.