The next morning, Rhonda and I sipped our coffee and visited some more as Jim prepared to leave. Once Jim was out the door, I turned to Rhonda and sai..., “Okay, I guess it is show time.”I led Rhonda downstairs to Stephen’s room, where we found him lying on top of the covers on his bed, watching Sponge Bob Square Pants. I smiled thinking that the man who had been pounding my pussy and driving me into absolute ecstasy was watching Saturday morning cartoons. But I guess most men never do really. “How can you be ready? I have not even undressed?” I asked suspiciously.“It is not necessary for you to be naked. Mere thought is enough” saying this, Rahul approached me, kissed and made me bend. He arranged pillows under my elbows, lifted my kurtha and draped it on my back. He parted my legs, spread the pajama opening sufficiently and rubbed pussy lips. I moaned. He parted lips and was gently running his fingers on soft, wet inner lips. When there was no action for two minutes, I was. "Larsen paused for his words to sink in seeing the horror of realisationin Peter's face."Bruno fit the collar on our girl."Peter was in absolute panic now, but Bruno had him on his knees in atrice and was fastening a red leather collar around his neck before hecould wriggle free."Listen to me sissy." Mister Larsen's voice was loud and authoritative"This is a special collar, Bruno is fixing in place around your neck, ithas electrodes built in to it, if you try to remove it, it will operate,in. . “Getting settled?” the sound of his mother's voice made him jump as he quickly stuffed the thong into his pocket. He hoped she hadn't seen it. “Yeah,” he turned and nodded. His mother sighed, “You were quiet the whole plane ride over. Are you doing okay?” Michael nodded, “I'm feeling better, now that my feet are back on solid ground.” “I mean are you doing okay with this situation? I know all of this was so sudden.” Michael shrugged, “Surprisingly, I'm doing better than I thought I would. I.