Picking it up, he found Susan on the other end."Early, I was beginning to wonder if something had gone wrong!" were the first words rushing out of her...mouth. She sounded worried. "I called your hotel as usual after eating dinner, and they told me you had checked out. Are you alright?" Yeah, just a minor change of plans," he replied. "Where are you?" I'm home, just finished cleaning up the kitchen. It's been lonely around here tonight. Will you be home Sunday as scheduled, and where are you. “Did you choose that?”“Michael chose it and said it would be good for dancing and would be right for where we were going.”“I would never have imagined you going out dressed like that. If you danced wearing that dress, I imagine you couldn’t move much without the dress bunching up and your panties showing.”Maggie gave a little giggle. “I think that’s why I had to buy matching panties.”It seemed that Maggie accepted that her panties would be seen when she danced. This seemed incredible to me. More rounds of bullying on social media. She'd be called a tramp, a whore, a skank, and a slut. She'd drink in all the humiliation and be so horny.And she deserved it for being such a good girl. I didn't love her like I loved Pam, Melody, and Alicia, but she was my slave. And I would give her what she needed, what she craved. All the submission and humiliation and degradation she could withstand.“Spread those butt-cheeks, slut,” I growled.“You're going to fuck her ass?” asked Evan.“Without a. "I'm dying to taste you."She eased back off of my lap onto her knees in front of me. She leaned forward and without any more preliminaries, set about sucking me with a fierceness that shocked me.Mark passed me a beer. "Let me tell you about this fantasy of hers," he started, while I took a sip. "Wild Thing, here, has been talking about being with two men at the same time for at least three years now. Every time we tried to set you up, I would tease her that it would just be easier for everyone.