Self discipline and control was a source of pride to me, or so I thought; but that night all my body craved was pleasure.I had not seen Randy and Anne...since that night. They had continued on their respective trips while I returned home. Randy had been told about the blackmail meeting, but had continued on his planned trip. Why make it obvious to the opposition that something had happened by rushing back to the office. Randy did contact Anne and ordered her back to the office to arrive the same. "Ooh, what I wouldn't give to get with her," Marilyn thought to herself. "Toobad she isn't into girls. Maybe I'd have a snowball's chance in hell. Thenagain, I doubt that even if she were, she'd be into special girls like me."Staring at the poster, her self-gratification had slowed down a bit and shewasn't pawing at her mammaries as aggressively as she was earlier. Sheenjoyed pawing at her breasts. In fact, they were her favorite body part toget her heated up. No doubt that she enjoyed using. Nope, you ain't got no choice at all. And, to make sure you stay put, you get strapped to the chair here, too."So, he takes my cuffs off and clips each wrist to the chair. The chair is comfortable and heavy. As Gerry would say, the chair and I weren't goin' no place.He stands back and looks at me. It's a curious stare, appraising but not sexual."Hmmm, so you just startin' out here, Hon?" Yes, that's right; I arrived here, er, yesterday, I think." What am I thinking? He knows exactly when I got. Now, she had been working long and hard that day so her foot was a little slimey with sweat, and smelled like it too! I almost didn't want to kiss it but she ordered me to and I always do as I'm told, I'm a good girl like that, so I braved the musty cheesy smell and kissed her foot. She ordered me to kiss it again, and I did.Then she ordered me to lick it, I did. The salty taste of sweat on her foot was delicious, before she could order me to do it, I kept on licking her foot clean.When I.