“And, I think, Miss Buckley, we'll need your help, too,” she said. “Corey can probably manage them all, but why risk injuring him? I know you gi...ls wouldn't be happy with me if I did that. You all want him nice and strong.”Bettie folded her arms as Aleah rose to join me. My new, bratty sex slave had a full-on pout on her face. She glanced up at me, pleading. I gave her a helpless shrug. Ms. Reid wasn't my sex slave. Not every woman had to be. I liked variety.“Miss Black, is something wrong?”. I spent thirty minutes working on my upper body strength with the pulley system that was the main component among those installed. I moved to the new treadmill from there and began experimenting with using the device as a substitute for my normal running. I ran on the treadmill for thirty minutes and then moved to a Hack machine to do squats. I did fifteen minutes at a slow pace, not worried about the number of squats so much as getting a good feel for how comfortable I felt with the amount of. "You're being very blasé, Molly. After all, you're in a car, on a busy road, all but naked and playing with yourself while I'm playing with your tits." Mistress, I don't care, mistress," Molly said, she could feel her orgasm building."Well, if you're so secure in your nudity, maybe I should send you into the electronics store just like you are. Do you think I should, Molly."Molly couldn't speak as an orgasm, which had been building for almost an hour washed over her. Her stomach muscles. After all, that would have been natural for the past two years when Chelle and I were kissing. Emily jerked away. "Mike," she said."What?"She made an exasperated sound, then whispered strongly, "You can't do that." Oh, sorry," I said, not really sorry, but trying to understand why I couldn't do that when Chelle and I did it all of time. Emily turned back to watch the movie. I did also. I could see Alex and Chelle kissing out of the corner of my eye. It really bugged me. The movie ended not long.