I told him that I was up for it, but I was not sure how Debbie would react. “Leave Debbie to me,” he said with a grin on his face, "just meet me f...r a drink in my local, plan to stay over for the night, and I will handle the rest." That night, I told Debbie about seeing Pete and that he had suggested we meet up for a drink near his house and that he had invited us to stay over. She was very keen, as she had always liked Pete so getting her agreement for stage one was not a problem. For the next. Not paying attention I bumped into a small group of women, making one spill her drink. She turned and slapped me hard across the face. Tears welled in my eyes, but she didn't care as she berated me in front of everyone."You stupid bitch, watch where you're fucking walking! I just spilled my drink on these shoes, which are worth more than your fucking life, and so help you if they are ruined. Get down there and lick them clean, slut!"She pointed down at the ground as I slowly eased down to my. ? Barbara cringed at Cheryl’s disgusting words, which make her even more humiliated. ?Look at that Barbara, we did not even apply the special cream tonight and already the dog’s cock is getting hard, I guess you really are a little bitch. Reach back and find his cock Barbara, I know you want it to slide up inside your filthy little hole,? Cheryl again instructs Barbara. Reaching back, Barbara finds the dog’s cock, already getting hard and covered in a layer of slimy pre-cum. The big red. I’m sure Phil had enjoyed that. She quickly said good night and turned to go upstairs. It was all I could do to keep my voice steady as I said good night. My heart was pounding through my chest. I had never been so scared or nervous, but I was also very excited. I heard the bathroom door close upstairs, and I quickly took the massager to the hiding place I had selected, then came back to the couch and sat back down. I had her nightly routine timed to the minute, and knew when she would be going.