My back arched and my legs kicked. But to no avail. I was accomplishing nothing. What was the time? If I missed my slut event at five, I would be a fu...k slut for the rest of the year. Without warning a vibrating egg was pressed against my pussy. My legs bucked in surprise, my body enjoying the familiar sensation. A moan escaped my lips, as the warm sensation travelled through my spine. Without warning, the vibrating sensation abandoned my pussy and I was left begging for more. My flailing. I still hadn’t figured what to do with her, but luckily, I had my car in the garage. I went out and lined the trunk with plastic, and then dragged her out to it and through her in the trunk. She still couldn’t move, but I still used handcuffs to bind wrists and ankles, looping one chain over the other to hog tie her. I used a rag to gag her. As she lay there, I couldn’t resist, and rolled her pantyhose down and caught a glimpse of chaste white panties. I felt her through them, and her. Gee, I almost said a real domme. For a slave she has a lot of the domme about her. It's been fun for the training but I prefer it with me in charge. So it's check-list time. Katya makes me feel like Armstrong, Aldrin and Collins setting off for the Moon:-Vest - checkPants - checkSocks - checkShoes - checkTiming chip - checkRunning number pinned to vest - checkBum belt- checkSpare caps for sports drinks (Katya has found out they give them out cap off) -checkPowder for toes -checkSunblock -. Zlata and Sam drive everybody to my place. They all needed to retrieve their bikes before going home. Zlata and Dahlia don’t go home with everybody else. The four of us are sitting in the living room when I ask Sam, “If Zlata and Dahlia are going to be spending every night here, why don’t they just move in?”Sam turns a little red-faced but responds, “I never thought about it. I just feel like a kid letting her stay here when in some ways, it feels like we are breaking the rules.”I laugh and.