She was waiting for me in her kitchen….naked. She motioned for me to take off my clothes. “But what about your hubby?” I asked. She motioned me ...o come to her as she sat in the kitchen chair. As soon as I was close enough, she grabbed my tied up balls through my pajama pants, squeezed hard as she pulled me downward, she whispered in my ear, “do not question your mistress”. I quickly stripped and stood in front of her. At first she didn’t speak, but she slowly stroked her hand up and down my. It had been a pretty good night all in all. We'd gone out to that new, classy restaurant on the high street. The food was fantastic, the service flawless, the ambience just perfect and the company, well it would have been out of this world if she hadn't insisted on dragging that gay bloke she called her old friend along. It was our first anniversary since we first began seeing each other but he's broken hearted as his boyfriend had ditched him not that long ago. 'aw,please just for me you know. OOoIn her car, Emma knows she must tell Donald what happened. She knows he will be mad, she hopes not too mad. But her letting Sasha have those final licks, what came over her? Emma knows she just wanted to experience that feeling a little more but that will be the bases of her punishment really. Tears fill her eyes as she drives back to Donald’s house.As soon as she arrives, still dressed, she hurries to her spot in the living room and stands as she did that very first Friday. Donald hears. I realized I was trapped there, and as the whole factory went silent and I could hear the last cars drive off from the parking lot, I realized that if I didn't get out of this situation, I would be trapped here the whole weekend.Nobody would miss me, because all my friends was out of town for some sort of celebration, and if they called me at home and didn't get any answer, they'd just figure I was asleep or out. Then I remembered the nightwatch patrol. They would surely find me, and then I.