She doesn’t expect me to do it, based on our mutual teasing yesterday and this morning. So doing it would mess with her.”“The girl doesn’t mat...er?”“The girl always matters. But Alli came here with an expectation that she’d probably have sex. It’s not like I’m tricking her into it or anything.”“What did your wives say?”“At first, to make my own decision. Then, they offered to give their opinion if I abided by it, but I know them well enough that they’d tell me to do it just to mess with. And that’s not taking into consideration the collection of sex toys I’m sure have stashed somewhere in this house.” “First of all, I’m more nasty than kinky. Secondly, my toys aren’t hidden. They’re in the room down the hall. And lastly, I have a collection of sex toys? The bottom drawer is literally full of dildos and vibrators.” She crosses her arms and gets into a more aggressive pose. “It is not that many. Granted, I do need some options for getting my pussy bust on, but you’re over. The conversation seemed a little more relaxed, so after some idle chit chat, I pressed Roxanne for a private meet up.“I just want to get to know you a little better,” I said. “You’re such a quiet and private person and I can respect that. I’m just needing someone other than the other girls in our group to chat with. I think I can trust you.”My declaration of need and trust seemed to break down the barrier.Stepping into Roxanne’s palatial west McKinney house, I was immediately struck by how. As Mistress Sophie danced around the stage a table was brought on by two of the maids. It was short but high, had a padded top, and what looked like the stands weight lifters use at one end. She danced and beckoned for her victim and assistants to follow as she led them over to this new contraption. Pulling her over the length of the table the Miss' attached the pole to the stands and locked it in, holding the girl's head in place so she was bent over facing down. Mistress Sophie picked up some.