As she lay on her side, Jeff noticed a slight rocking of her hips, as if she was dreaming of some sexual encounter.The captive girl was far from dream...ng. The stranger attentions to her in the shower and, in particular, the shaving of her puss, left Stephanie wanting more than just to be put to bed. She tried to strain her fingers down to stroke herself, but she was afraid of choking herself with her tethered collar. The pleasure of an orgasm seemed the only escape from the horrors that were. The silk was sliding off my left shoulder. It slipped off completely, exposing me. Body naked except for my panties. I tuned around, bent over, pressed my ass against the window. Running my hands over my legs as I stood back up.I glided to my left and picked up the ballgag. I showed it to him. To the window. To anyone who might be looking. Watching me. Watching me be a slutty brat. A naughty princess. Or just a little slut.I heard his voice over the speaker, “Put it on.”The ballgag. I was in a trance, captivated by her sexuality. Then Margot put a blindfold on me, leaving me only my last vision of Cory dancing.Nothing happened for at least five minutes. My hard-on wilted. The crowd had become relatively quiet. I wondered what was happening and what was coming next. Was anything coming next? I became apprehensive. What just happened? Is that all? Was it over? It couldn't be over yet. I wondered why I had been left there so long with nothing happening.I couldn't stand it any. I went to work. First lapping for pussy, then her clit, then repeated over and over. She was moaning louder as I sensed she was about to cum. Then she squealed and shook from head to foot. “Don’t stop” she groaned “I want more. You are right Shella darling. This is so very good”. She came twice more before she told me to stop. I looked around at Shella to see she had removed her panties and she was masturbating wildly. I looked up at Maddie and she had unbuttoned her blouse, pulled down her bra.