"He picked up two small devices from the desk and said, "I'm afraid I must have mixed these up. It's important to know which controller activates whic... collar. But don't worry. I know a fun way to sort them out."He adjusted a dial and said, "This is the lowest setting."He pushed a button on the key fob-like device and a surprisingly strong bolt of electricity ran through me, incapacitating me for a few seconds. That's the lowest setting?!!I attempted to scream but no sound came out. Dave and. " As he closed the door, the two girls were trying to stifle their nervous giggles. Chantal was the first to speak. "He didn't see you. He actually didn't see you!" Michelle was equally surprised. "Yes, it seemed like it didn't it? He looked straight at me but nothing registered." How did he not see you?" I don't know. I haven't done this before. Until now, it's just been theory. Maybe it was because he wasn't with you when I came over. I really don't know." Chantal considered that and then had. Selling the dreamI met Mr. Reinholdt in the hotel lobby and he introduced himself as Jon Rentz. Not very imaginative but then, look at the name I’m using. There’s no Riley Finn to complain about me using his name outside the world of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. I chose it because all my aliases have something to do with Riley.So, there we were, two impostors having a lovely polite but flirtatious dinner together beside the pool in an 80-degree paradise with the most spectacular night sky above. She didn’t need a mirror to tell her the state she was in. She knew her face was covered in cum, she could smell it, taste it even, and large globules were already running down her breasts and body, but if she thought there was going to be some respite to get cleaned up then she was mistaken. A towel was pushed against her face and a pair of rough hands did wipe her but it was only done hastily in order to get her onto the pile of the towels that had been placed on the floor between the.