Where’s Steven?” Sally was giggling as she lead us through the house. “Master’s in the living room. Follow me” We followed her through the h...use to the living room where Steven was waiting for us. “Hey Sam, this your pet then?” “Hey Steven, yeah, her name’s Jane. Jane this is Steven and Sally.” She was still holding on to my arm, slightly unsure of them. We sat down on the couch beside each other when Steven motioned for us to sit. “So, how’ve you two been?” I asked Steven, as I held my pet. Here, she was a person with influence and some power. She had a reputation for being good at her job, responsible and competent. No one she said good morning to would have guessed in a million years how her day began. That she could get so wet by being ordered to her knees and forced to gag on a man’s cock. That she could still taste the residue of his cum in her mouth. It was Monday and Greg’s roommates were back in town, so Julie knew there would be only limited opportunities to see him. It. Moria blushed a deep shade of red. Hunter hugged her tightly. ‘You sing beautifully, babe,’ he said. ‘Why’d you choose that song?’ asked Lars. ‘Um . . . Well, I know it’s for your brother and a few years ago I almost lost my little brother when our house burnt down. The song just spoke to me,’ she said, and then looked down at her hands and added, ‘It made me cry.’ Lars hugged her spontaneously and then asked her, completely out of the blue, if she’d like to sing that song as a duet with Tim. Over the past month, I met a guy - married - who has been discussing varietal sex with me. He has been discussing 3-way sex with his wife, and revealed that to me. I encouraged open, frank discussions - to lead up to an informed consent or refusal regarding incorporated sex. After a couple of weeks of chatting, I suggested a safe, comfortable, controlled form of 3-way sex: a Cam & Cum call with me. Since I've been mentoring and coaching individuals and couples for years, he agreed to present.