I felt completely helpless with it all on, under Mistresses control in every way.Next came the gag, personally I preferred ball gags but Mistress had ...or some reason chose the ring gag tonight. Again Mistress pulled it very tight to make it even more uncomfortable.Mistress then put on another latex mask over my head although this time it only had a mouth hole so that I couldn't see. It took me a while to realise why Mistress put the mask after the gag but it was so that there was no way I could. Paul kicked off his shoes.Bugger! That was useless. You’re useless. We’re never going to get to see her tits.“Yes!” Angela punched the air. “Excellent. At this rate, you’ll be naked, and I won’t even have lost my socks.”Angela’s next spin finished pointing straight at her. Paul threw his hands up. “Direct hit! I reckon that’s worth two.”Nice one! Wish I’d thought of that.“You’re on, buddy.” Angela slipped off her trainers and her socks.That’s cheating!“Hey, no fair. I lost my shirt. Though not a beauty queen by any standards, she was what my friends referred to as 'doable'. Brown shoulder length hair hung over her shoulders. Soft brown eyes met mine and I tried to avoid my bad habit of looking at her chest. "Thanks for the concern though," I said and started to back away, catching the rest of her in my sight. A thin white blouse covering average to small breasts and a grey cotton skirt, reaching to her mid thighs, riding up on the seat. What she lacked otherwise, her legs. This was a woman of experience and profession, I was enjoying this moment unlike any other. Her stare was hypnotic as I watched her dark eyes inhale my cock and her tongue simultaneously stroke the tip causing me to shiver. I could barely contain my excitement as I hauled myself upright with Natalie’s face now close to my own. I grabbed her under the arms and through her down onto her back guiding her head to the mattress. She lay there with an innocent look anticipating what I was going to do.