Then she might be a martyr giving him something when he could easily wait until Friday."I think it is. Do the dishes first, though. I'll need a clean ...itchen tomorrow. Thanksgiving dinner as a late lunch okay?" Great. Fixing a treat?" Turkey slices. We're living high on the bird."She was appreciating the smell and feel of new-washed sheets when he came in. The "games" were choices of sexual behavior, new positions on the Fridays when he chose, mostly old ones on her weeks. "Game?" he asked."Do. Alice turned to leave the boys, revealing even more in her wake, when Ken, the older and dominant one, burst out, "Alice, wait a minute." Yeh?" and stopped."Uh... Hey, Sean. Could you go out... Just a minute," and went over to whisper something in his ear.After a moment, he muttered, unconvincingly, "Oh, darn, I forgot something. I've got to run home and get something. "I'll be right back." Sure, take your time. Sue will probably need a half hour to shower, etcetera."What did you want, Ken?". "Mmm," she moans, her body now limp and spent. I run my hand over her slim body, squeezing and stroking as I go. I kiss her neck and then move down, kissing each part as I go. Soon my head is between her legs and I'm licking her."Oh my god," she moans, her hips move against me."Oh, oh," her mouth is open and gulping in large quantities of air. Again she freezes and comes. I would dearly love to push my hard cock into her now, but I must hold off for at least a little while longer. I dress her. I am Lori and my owner is behind door number 3.I am sitting at the little makeup desk in my office. I pick up the black leather collar and buckle it around my neck. I love the way it feels, just snug enough that if my owner tugs, it bites a bit. I like that. Pain is a good reminder, a good teacher.Are you going to watch me? Here, sit here in my dressing room and watch the television. See, you can see my master there. He can wait a few moments, it only makes it better.What? Wow, you don't have.