From the sound of his voice, I knew it is Dave. I was suddenly very self conscious and even more humiliated. I squirmed against my straps to no avail....I see Dave come into view. He bent down and stared at me through my legs. “Very nice Slut Mary. You never looked better, and I love your butt plug,” he said, as he grabbed the butt plug and moved it around making me squirm. He got up, and I saw see him turn to the servant. “You have done well, you shall now get your reward,” Dave said to the. Sure, I had on the ever attractive paper gown, but my instinct was to put all of my clothes on and run out the door. He walked in, stopped in front of me sitting on the table, and warmly looked me in the eyes as he greeted me. He took my hand and gently shook it as he patted it with his other. I started to melt inside. He stood in front of me and asked me how I had been doing since my last visit. I told him not much had changed. He placed one hand on my shoulder and told me things would be. “I guess that’s it was a good thing that we stopped when we did. It could have been a lot worse if they’d caught me with my panties down.” She giggled, nervously.“You weren’t going to go that far”, I said jokingly.:”Are you k**ding? I was so horny in that closet. I was just about to grab your cock and stuff it in. I don’t get a lot of chances like that, and I was going to do it. Man, I’m glad that they stopped us when they did. Could you imagine what would have happened if I actually fucked. Pete said, "Well, Lana, before we jump right in, I'd like to get to know you a little better - what makes you tick. In particular, why you seem to fight off the tears for longer than the other girls." Lana cleared her throat and thought for a moment before she replied, "Well, I guess it's pride. I always wind up crying like a little girl when you spank me, but at the start I always say to myself that I can take it without breaking down." "But you always do break down." Lana smirked, "Yeah. But.