Gimp wasn't sure what to do. If he continued or stopped, he could be punished. Was this more mental torture?Gimp looked at Mistress. She looked bac... with a blank face. Was she pleased or not? Gimp had no idea.Mistress stood up, walked across the room and stood between Ferrari and Gimp, her crutch within inches of Gimp.Gimp could smell her sweetness and knew she was wet. Mistress was happy but would never admit that to Gimp and Gimp knew that."Finish her off slut." Mistress said to Gimp. . When I got fully dressed Ifelt another wave of dizziness wash over me."Ok, something's seriously going on here," I muttered when I recovered.I walked into the kitchen intent on asking Kriss about it. When I gotthere Kriss had laid out a delicious looking feast of waffles sided withcut fruit, whipped cream, and of course syrup.Kriss was just pouring the juice when she looked up at me and smiled."Good morning babe, sleep ok?" I gave a half hearted smile to which sheimmediately picked up on.. She seemed a little confused.“Shall I pack my things, then?” I asked.“What? It’s not even Saturday afternoon yet”, she said. “Why would you do that?”“I ... I suppose I should go, since you don’t like me. You had your fun now, right?” I asked.“Stop stop stop!” she said. “Slow down. Who says I don’t like you? You lost me, Amanda.”“You broke the rules of that game. You made me beg you to stop after time was up, even after our deal. You were ... you were mean to me”, I said, shedding a tear. “My. Did you want to try it?”Nicolette gathered her thoughts. “I am a virgin” she said and then adjusted it to “I am a cock virgin”. Walter stepped forward and kissed Nicolette. “Don’t worry my dear” he said “why don’t you fondle my cock. I would like that”. Nicolette reached down and began to stroke Walter cock. It was all of 9” long. Walter moaned “Mmm nice” he said “I like that. Your mother loves to play with my cock. She also likes to suck it. Would you like to suck me cock?” Nicolette smiled.