“Master says, play with your tits,” I say. Your free hand reaches up, massaging one breast then the other, gently pulls on your pierced nipples, ...s you struggle to move your tied hand to help out of instinct. “Master says, sit down on the floor, knees up, legs spread open.” You struggle to sit on the ground with only on hand, but you finally make it. “Finger yourself,” I demand, you hesitate at first, but the tone of my voice makes you slide your hand to your lips, and start rubbing. “Tsk,. I’m hoping I’ll get to put my face between your legs, Joan—but I won’t take the first time away from Beca. We might make out a bit, though,” Rachel laughed.“You mean we’re all in this together?” Joan asked. Beca sighed. She hadn’t said a word so far in this entire exchange.“Isn’t that the way it’s been since we first got together?” she said. “You three all horned in on my boyfriend. Don’t you remember? Rachel came in and decided to sit with us. Then Joan kept flashing her panties at Jacob until. She closed the door and headed for her bedroom. Bruno poked her in the ass with his nose again like earlier before. She giggled and fell down on the couch. He stood in front of here, face to face.“Were you a good boy… while I was out?” She slurred. He licked her face. “You know...I think this couch… is a great place… to sleep.” He just stared at her wagging his tail. She patted the couch with her hand and he jumped up laying down beside her.“You're such… a good boy…” She rubbed his belly before. Seit Jahren hatte ich mit keinem anderen Mann mehr geschlafen, und die Situation war so günstig wie noch nie. Ich dachte noch: „Was soll´s…“ Mehr dachte ich nicht, und mein schlechtes Gewissen war in dem Moment auch nicht mehr vorhanden. Aber ich sollte mich irren. Er hat mich in seine Küche geführt. Mit allem hatte ich gerechnet, aber nicht damit, und auf Küchenbesichtigungen und Kochkünste und Kochrezepte hatte ich keine große Lust. Ich muss zugeben, ich war für einen Moment sogar enttäuscht..