“You are here Catherine because Tony has identified you as being the perfect hostess for out little gatherings.” “That is to say he is satisfied...your submissive inclinations and enjoyment of humiliation will allow us to use you in any way we see fit. You have already proven to be the perfect hostess and we feel sure you will be a great model for the special bondage session we have planned for later ... and Of course, you will be our sexual plaything during our bondage session” “I tell you these. Please."With out thinking about it she reached up and brushed the cocaine off of her blouse. Shit she thought as she noticed that the joint she had snuffed out was still giving off smoke from her ashtray. Shit, shit, shit! God damn it, it's time for some damage control before everything is ruined. "Certainly officer and I apologize for sounding rude." She opened the door and swung her legs outside then realized too late that she was giving him quite a show, her skirt ridding up so far that he. It was making my stomach wet from her leaking juices. Connie started talking real dirty to me. She keep telling me that she was going to fuck the shit out of my virgin pussy and that I was going to be calling out her name. She purposely kept away from my pussy and each time I went to rub on myself, she pinned my arms down. Connie kept asking me if I was ready to be fucked. When I called out her name and said yes several times, she moved her body so that her pussy was looking me straight in my. Carefully untangling myself from Fiona, I padded quietly to the bathroom in the hallway. I was going to have to return to the hotel for a shave and a change of clothes. I decided on a shower to at least be clean when I dressed. I discovered some mouthwash and used it gratefully in lieu of brushing my teeth. I also found a package of women’s disposable razors and decided to borrow one in the hope that I could get a decent enough shave and wouldn’t look too rough when Fiona awoke. The razors were.