.It's pretty personal, Sam." "Obviously. You just got fucked silly and you seem pestered. I would assume it's pretty personal" "Well....that's just it... I wasn't fucked silly. I haven't been. Like at all" she confessed. I figured this was about the time I turn into the gay friend and have her talk to me. I made us some coffee and we sat down in the living room, her, being covered by only a satin piece of cloth that you could call a robe, and I, fully clothed, minus my shoes. "Well...go ahead.. It was basically a large dog cage lined with a couple of blankets. It was a place for bad girls to learn their lesson.If I had to pee during the night, I could either hold it, or, there was a small dish outside the cage I could pull in and use. It was very awkward squatting over the small saucer, but do-able. Of course, if I made a mess, I was pretty much stuck sitting in it until morning.After turning the light off in the room, Mistress moved to close the door, but hesitated."I'm sorry for. I made my way slowly over to her, pausing to speak to someone now and then. Her eyes never left me. I was dressed in black Hugo Boss, her favorite. My hair was loose, also her favorite with a bit of stubble just to tease her. "I see you've made acquaintances, Alisandrea," I said as I walked up behind her. I casually placed my hand on her shoulder and greeted the few men and women standing around. As they continued the conversation I slid my hand down her arm, raising goose bumps. I let my hand. Russ was an unbelievable cock-sucker and I groaned as he went to town on my dick. All the excitement was too much for me and I unloaded within a minute.After we had regained our composure, Russ suggested we move through to my bedroom. We resumed our oral tussling as he got on top of me. He was a sensational kisser and after a long and leisurely necking session, he asked me to turn on my stomach. He began kissing and gently licking me all over my back. It was the most erotic sensation I had ever.