Chrissie reachedup and pinched both my nipples, then twisted. My mouth popped open as I gasped at the sudden intense sensations. Oops. I felt the dild... slide between my lips and into my mouth. Chrissie was apparently still a little pissed about the previous night, however, and she didn’t stop there. She pressed her mouth forward and I could feel the dildo actually sliding into my throat. My chin lifted instinctively to allow the dildo room, and Chrissie didn’t stop until her lips were pressed. I found it and stood in line, there's always a line, to place my order and pick up my coffee of the day with two shots of espresso. While in line, I surveyed the area for a table to park my butt and sip on my rejuvenation liquor. I spotted the last one and made a beeline for it with my brew in hand. Damn, wouldn't you know another woman had the same thought? We arrived at the same instant. "There are only two of us. Do want to share?" My dogs were barking from all the walking I had done, and I. We arrived at his house and he drove straight into the garage, the door lowering behind us, and the interior lights coming on. Master K took me from the car and into the house, along a hallway, and into a room equipped to restrain and use a slave in any imaginable way. The wall beside the door was lined with shelves filled with toys and accessories of all kinds, shapes, and sizes. The center of the floor was occupied with a specially designed lounge chair, complete with straps to secure a body. At this point it might be worth mentioning that this girl is a 5'2" fit little thing with small perky tits and an ass made for stripping and porn. Add to that she is very, very pretty and is one of those girls torn between being what society says she should be and being an absolute slut. She was born to be a porn star. The Exposer, having collected a fair amount of her, let her know what he had and that he would expose her. Since then he has been using it as leverage to play games with her.