During a TV movie, our relationship as a family underwent a major transformation. As I held a stoned Gina under one arm and a lollipop-licking Lola un...er the other, watching a TV movie, Lola’s hand not only played between the buttons of my shirt, but she actually unbuttoned a couple buttons, the better to play with the hair on my chest and torso. She actually played with my nipples and as she did so my cock uncomfortably hardened and pushed against the material of my pants. To my surprise, Gina. I turned and crawled on all fours across the bedroom and into the cage. Mistress followed me and closed the iron gate, snapped the padlock shut and left the room. There I was laying there locked in my punishment cell, not that I had knowingly upset Mistress. Gradually the night descended, and I was in complete darkness.It seemed like hours later that I heard the sound of at least two cars arrive on the driveway outside and many voices. The bell rang then the voices I could hear were now. But have her watch from a closet or behind a door Scott taking someone else? Oh, Jean would cum before she could even get her fingers between her folds and when she DID manage she would be left a blissful wreck for the rest of the day.Everything had been perfect with Emma. She had snuck around with Scott, Jean had pretended she didn’t know what they were doing, and when Scott returned to her filled with guilt she had been more than happy to allow him to use her any way he wished.And then Emma. I typed in the message area “hey, this is the girl from the store. My name’s Nathalia Klein, but you can call me Nat” (a play on my actual name Nathan). I was thinking of cooking the fish you helped me pick out, but I was going to cook it later, and the tutorials online suck. Mind giving me instructions?” I read it over a couple times and, as the butterflies came back in my stomach, I pressed the send button. I waited anxiously. I saw the “delivered” message underneath the text. I waited. Then.