"I let folks know. We're all gathering at ten in the main room; let me know if you need anything before then." She then left, closing the door softly ...ehind her.I noted that Emily was busy communicating with Angela, though again, I couldn't quite make out all the details. I decided to ignore them and concentrate on work until 10. If there was something important, I knew they would let me know.???????The meeting with the staff was very short. There were a few questions, a few challenges that I. With a final shiver, she falls into my arms. Whilst Laura is catching her breath to recover, I lift her to her feet. A drop of sweat slowly trickles from her face, down her neck, and deep into her cleavage. Still holding onto me she kisses me deeply once again. Laura smiles devilishly as she drops to her knees. She reaches for my belt buckle and effortlessly undoes it and the underlying button. I lean back and smile in anticipation of what is about to come. She slowly unzips my trousers and. I knew that once she was drinking, she would indulge my smoking fetish. Thoughts of her smoking hookah, blowing the smoke at me and teasing me were enough to give me a massive erection. I arrived at the bar, parked the car and headed inside with great anticipation of what the night would offer. Once inside, I looked around for Shiela. There, in a back corner table I could see her shoulder length red hair flowing side to side. She was wearing a nice white sweater that showed off her massive. It was frustrating not to be touched on my penis, not even to be able to get hard, but it was the kind of frustration that can be fun in bondage. "This isn't so bad," I thought, "This is kind of fun. A year is a long time, but at least I know the end date." Over the next few weeks, the frustration stopped being so much fun, but it wasn't too bad. My desires, being thwarted, diminished, and that made the chastity belt easier to bear. I got used to washing with it on, managing to get enough soapy.