My heart beating I try to slow and calm so I drink down most of my wine and concentrate on breathing. Master opens the door and I pose prettily for h...m. The cold metal leash in my mouth, I look calm but my heart is trying to beat out of my mouth. I never look him in the eyes because I don't want him to see me nervous and I would blush! Master takes the leash from my mouth, kisses me and I bow to him touching his shoes with the tips of my fingers. Master hooks the leash to my collar and. I stirred, but then realized that I’m lying on my side, and that I’m stuck. Something was pressing my left arm. I remembered that I’m not alone as I heard soft weeping, resembling animal’s whine. I didn’t see the girl, the darkness was absolute. Then my eyes managed to discern a vague light spot, probably her shirt. “Are you OK?,” I asked. My voice had become hoarse and lisping. The weeping stopped. She sniffed. “Been better,” she muttered tremblingly and moaned. “Gosh, the lift fell!” . "Hello, Mel." She was flat, but not cold. I offered to buy her a drink.And then another. And one more.Half an hour later I was a little drunk. Well, maybe more than alittle. But I didn't need the alcohol to remind me that Pamela, in herway, was pretty damn sexy. I had even made a bet with my buddies, I'dnail her. And I did. What she needed was a total makeover, but, assome guy on the tube over the bar was saying, "the fundamentals werestrong." I looked at her hair. It was frizzy when. I felt her cold breath on my asshole. I couldn’t believe it when she licked my asshole. She stabbed my asshole with her tongue, and it was driving me crazy. Jean slipped a hand between my legs, and played with my clitoris, while continuing to rim my asshole until I had another orgasm. I was moaning loud enough that anyone in the store could hear me.When I recovered Jean helped me get dressed. As soon as I was presentable, she led me back to the checkout counter, and had her clerk box up my.