I told her of my job and brought her up to date on our mutual friends as she had done.“Love life?” she prompted.“Yes I do!” I replied with a g...in.“Oh you haven’t changed,” she said with resignation and a tolerant smile. “Still messing with words. No wonder you’re a lawyer. You know what I mean.”I held up my hands in surrender. “OK, I have a number of very good women friends. We play bridge every week. They work with me.”She looked inquisitively at me; I looked at her blandly. She frowned.“And?”. God, she looked hot. I told her I had one more thing for her and I reached into my pocket and pulled out the collar we had bought for her a few months ago (the one that says "SLUT"), and I buttoned it around her neck. She was too surprised to react. She just stood there with that dirty little look on her face. I took the dress out of her hands and I knocked on the door. John must have been standing right on the other side, because it opened immediately. He took a look at Pat and smiled. She was. Victoria started looking for a girl’s restroom where she could insert it. She was anxious to get started on what she called glorious pain.“Just shove it up your ass out here, you already had your bikini bottoms down for a spanking,” Waverly smiled.“Not for the first time and definitely not without lube,” Hayden finally spoke and took Victoria by the hand and led her to a bathroom where she would help her. She didn’t ask me permission first but I was happy enough with how things had gone down. She hummphhed her aggravation into her gag as she lay back down.The good thing was that the leash that had been wrapped around the headboard railing had loosened and come off, allowing Stephanie to sit up. She figured it must have became loose during her erotic writhing. The lead still hung from her collar but it did not pin her to the bed.Stephanie then realized that she was starting to feel the need to go pee.The last thing that the bound blonde wanted to do was soil her own bed. She needed.