Craig firmly pulled down on the leash, until Cheryl's head was on the floor between Donna's feet."I think my feet need washing, don't you, slut?" Donn... asked in a condescending voice. "Untie my shoes with your teeth, slut, then remove them from my feet. Don't get any teeth marks on them, unless perhaps you'd like another taste of the cage." Without a word, Cheryl's swollen and chapped lips went to work on Donna's black leather heels, carefully tugging them off while trying to keep her teeth out. Dancing girls. Everywhere the waitresses are in short skirts. I’m just terrified to look anywhere, I’m completely unprepared for this, I don’t even have a jacket and I know if I look at one of the lovely girls, waitressing or on stage, I’m going to get an erection and be the laughing stock of my work colleagues. How I regret my decision to come and already I’ve resolved never to go out with anyone ever again. But I still have to get out of this situation.One of the other blokes who works in the. “Yeah, where is it?” asked Charlie.“OK, don’t you dare laugh now,” Valerie said, wagging her finger at him.Then she turned around and hiked up her robe, revealing her large ass.Charlie was gobsmacked. His eyes popped out of his head and his cock beganto stiffen inside his pants. Up until now, he was just being a good son,trying to boost his mother ego. When she said that she would show him thethong, he didn’t expect that she would actually wear it, let alone. Cheryl was suddenly brought back to reality by the sound of automobile tire crunching across the loose gravel... was it her new "Master" or someone else? She became very scared... began trembling... who was it? A cop? Some pervert? The vehicle stopped and the engine shut off, then she heard the opening and closing of a car door.She felt a hand on her head, and heard her "Master's" voice coo a soothing "Settle down, girl. You're going to be all right."Cheryl immediately relaxed, then as she felt.