But why were there only two of them? Why couldn't I feel one of them? I opened my eyes and Carrie filled my vision."Wake up dear," she said smiling. S...e was happy that I had finally woken up. Her body sang out with need for my touch. I tried again to reach for her, but multiple straps held my arms in place. She shook her head, "You don't have to hold me. Let me do everything." She reached up and pulled my face to hers. Our tongues met before our lips. Jaws working, eyes closed, lust passing. She and the golf store girls ensured his constant humiliation at the very place where he had once ruled over them, more through chauvinistic ignorance rather than tyranny; he had now learned his place below them and went about his tasks, such as being supervised by the girls when he cleaned the toilets, resigned to his now submissive state and excited about the reward the women would allow him later. Along with frequent sessions with Angela and Gloria whereby he would be dominated whilst bound. She stroked it for a few seconds, and that was enough. I filled her mouth with cum, causing her to swallow three times to get it all. Then, she snuggled up on my lap and kissed me. She was pissed that I'd fucked her, but understood that I just couldn't help it. She made me promise (right!) her that I wouldn't do it again!!! Next, I'll tell you how I managed two more blow jobs that weekend, with everybody there! Even Deb's husband came down Thursday with her Mom and Dad!!!Chapter 4When I last. “You fucking bastard, how can you fuck another man’s girlfriend?” Tom started to take a swing in Dave’s direction. But Kat and I blocked him. Tom’s fist grazed the side of my face, and Kat instinctively kissed the spot he had struck. I returned her peck on my face with a hot tongue kiss with Kat. Just then, our waitress came to our table with our appetizers. She looked at Kat and me, locked in our passionate kiss. “Wow, now that’s a hot kiss,” she winked. The busboy was suddenly standing.