Yes, these are the four I was hoping would be on this shift. I unbutton and open my coat, letting them see my string of pearls, diamond earrings and e...posed cleavage, smiling inside as I see their eyes all focus on my breasts for a moment. “Perhaps my husband would be interested in what goes on here!”“Mrs. Vaughn,” one of them stammered, “we are on our lunch break.”“At 1:30 in the afternoon? I hardly think so.” I step up to them. One of them is standing between me and the TV, blocking my view. Anger boiled within herself for letting him down. How could she fuck up his simple instructions? “You stupid fucking cunt!” she scolded herself silently. She only wanted to make him happy and instead she had made him mad and disappointed.Once upstairs she went immediately to take off his clothes and fold them. Once done, she dropped to her knees in slave pose and waited for instructions. He got out a few toys and put them on the bed. Coming back to her, he put his hardening cock to her. I couldn?t masturbate and neither could Ireceive a blow-job. And worst of all if I started getting ahard on in my sleep or found my cock getting excited when Ihad cock in my mouth the tight rubber cone shaped sleevemade it impossible for my cock to get hard even thesmallest bit. The moment my cock began to get hard thesleeve held my cock in its tiny cave no matter how stronglymy cock needed to get hard. I was able to take showers wearing my chastity belt on andonly once in a while did mom give. The third floor was no different. Amy heard music coming out of one of the rooms, loud and rhythmic. A tall brunette was walking away from them only wearing a towel. “Hey Christy! Do you want to meet our new floor-mate?” Stacy called out. The young woman did not even bother to turn around, she merely held up her bottle of shampoo and said “Taking a shower, Stace.” “That’s Christy. She’s going to take a shower,” Stacy said helpfully. “Kind of figured that out. Is this my room?” Amy was standing.