There was a clock beside the bed flashing 5:30 with a goulish greeny glow. Then above the noise of my thumping heart I could hear a shower running. I ...lung back the covers to discover I was not only in a strange bed but I was here naked. The adrenalin jolt from that discovery pushed back the hangover and with a quick visual search I located my bra.Standing in the middle of a strange room clad in only a bra made me feel more foolish than being naked. Questions flashed into my head in no specific. Reflecting on the events of last night I had to admire her. She had taken my cock like a champ; in both ends! Her head game was incredible, I was almost positive I was going to cum down her throat last night. That was hot. I felt my cock begin to stiffen as I thought about forcing my cock to the back of Alyssa’s dirty perfect mouth and exploding, making her swallow my cum. God I wanted that. My depraved mind pictured her braces dripping, her clear brackets hidden under a layer of my thick white. So they naturally progressed to artificial rubber dog penises, complete with knotting mechanism. Of course with subsequent simulation of dog intercourse and constant efforts to eject the b**sts knot from their slackening front sexual passage, they are now keen to progress to the horse penis as the next level of onanistic perversion and satisfaction. God knows where this will end?SisterMeganto johnmdh: O Lord, Jesus Christ, Redeemer and Saviour, forgive my sins, just as You forgave Peter's. The room was too hot for such an enveloping costume and the veil was sewn into the cowl, set well back. Either I stripped or I sweltered. Dressed as I was I couldn’t eat, drink or kiss. There had been some indiscriminate kissing earlier on and I was pecked on my veil. I couldn’t strip. Underneath my habit I only wore my boxer shorts. My irritation was compounded by Louise’s absence. She had designed and made the costume I was wearing. She had intended to come as a matching Nun. She hadn’t.