It held my head up, keeping my neck from bending and ensuring my proper posture. Made of red and black polished leather, it was adorned with a heavy b...ass lion's head at the front, a large steel ring hanging from the beasts mouth. Now properly dressed, Mistress pulled down my panties to just below my rear, slick cool fingers slipping along the crease between my cheeks to press at my tight pucker. I tried to hold still, but I'm sure I moaned, and Mistress chuckled at the wetness seeping from my. Get your hands off me! He ignored her and dragged her out of the bar. She was feeling sick now, her bodys way of rebelling against the copious amounts of alcohol shed been forcing it to endure. His car was parked a block away from the bar, and once she realised she was going to be sick, she stopped struggling. Jack trailed behind them, clearly amused by the situation. She managed to keep the sickness at bay until he parked outside the apartment building where she and Jack lived, and since she. In the car he let them take of the masks. "The, er, gag is based on a realmodel" he confided to them. Alex thought he had recognised the shapeand size!After an hour's drive, they arrived at the hall. Masks back on, the driverand Jeremy helped them out of the car, and onto a red carpet! Again,Jeremy took their arms, one on either side, and guided them into thebuilding. In the foyer, he was greeted by the manager, and variousimportant-looking people. Alex didn't understand what was going on,and. It certainly smells like sex in here.”Wait, did I hear that? Naw, my alarm hadn’t gone off, did I remember to set it? I barely opened my eyes and saw Mary and Richard, oh shit, oh my god, “HELLO Mother, Hello father!”“Who are you ... oh god bless America,” my sister/lover said.“Why are you in here?” I asked, trying to change the topic.“It’s eight am. We should be on the road, but somebody didn’t set his alarm,” mom said, in her typical pose of hands on her hips.“Kids,” mom said. “You’ve got.