I noticed that he was not rippingthe clothes off me, but slowly removing each item, carefully undoingeach button of my blouse then slowly sliding the ...ack zipper of mypencil skirt until I was standing there with just my bra and panties andmy wasp-waisted shaper.Arnold knew what he was getting and he was savouring his dish with allthe sick, perverted anticipation of some ghoulish gourmet. He didn'tfling me onto the bed but invited me to lie on it. He knew I would obey,I had no option but he was. The heels were not veryhigh, but I still could not walk in them very well. Claire showed mehow to take smaller steps and I eventually got good enough not to tripover my feet walking in them. I felt foolish, but what could I do? Ialready agreed to it. Claire looked me over then and told me to takethe clothes off. I did and she put them in my spare bedroom for now.It was the day of the party and Claire had arrived with another bag ofstuff. She told me to get in the shower and after. “What the hell?” she said as she ran up.“Don’t worry, it looks to be some kind of malfunction. The prototype failed, and since it’s a battery, that means it exploded. It wasn’t nefarious or anything.”“Are we sure about that,” she said to Douglass.“Fairly, but like I told Caspian here, we’ll do a full diagnostics on everything until we figure out what happened. If there’s a systemic problem, we don’t want to power up the other two prototypes until we’re sure they won’t fail catastrophically. I pressed Mr. ‘See, I told you’ up and down the crease and felt him fill rapidly with the blood he needed for penetration.Gradually he was working his full length up and down that tight little butt hole as Sami curled up into a tiny ball of expectation. She grabbed her crotch and pressed down on her pubic bone as her juices reacted to my movement.“Here, you’ll need this if you are going in there,” she said softly as she leaned over and passed me the KY from the bedside table, “and please be.