Something was wrong. Her ankle was creaking. She tried to calm herself and stop shaking, but it was hopeless. She could not stop the shaking, just as ...he could not stop her ankle from collapsing out from under her. Down she went as she cried out in pain, but her cries were stuck behind the red rubber ball. She grasped her ankle tightly as she trembled. Her mind screamed at her. How could you!? You dare fall! You dare sit there and cry! But she had no choice. As much as it killed her inside, she. She continued her dance and removed her skirt. Even if dancing was hard in the heels she danced on until she only had stockings, garter and heels left."Not bad. Need to pee?" Thank you Master. Yes Master." Use the bowl then and pee in that without squatting." Oh" Gina exclaimed."Any whore can strip. Gina you have to make a better show than that. Do I have to spell everything out for you?" No Master."Peeing in a bowl wasn't that big of a deal. Gina held the bowl between her legs and peed.. I even tripped in my haste. I made sure we had all the loose clothing before getting onto Helen's bed. My kisses didn't do much for her and she pushed me around so we were 69 again. We each had a few orgasms before Aron warned us. I just took Helen's hand and dragged her naked to the bath. I washed my face and told her to take a quick bath.I was dressed and downstairs when the car pulled up. Aron and I walked outside to greet the family. With a few hugs and kisses we started to talk about how. She did this same procedure with the last 5 rubbers & then she drank the last of the cum from the glass before she tried to lick the glass clean.Joe then had her stand up with her legs wide apart so that he could again hang the weight from her clit & then he also hooked the leash to it as well. Angel was now almost ready to lead back to our vehicle. She then had to put those 6inch stiletto heels back on. 1 thing that surprised me then was that at looking at her that there was not 1 single rip.