You don’t need to deviate from the course, or stop for any reason.” His tone came across as weirdly grave.“Dad, level with me, is there trouble?...��“I just worry for you, especially knowing there’s another ship lost out there.”“So why is there even a classified element to this? Just a lost hauler, with suspiciously powerful engines.” Cait teased.“It’s what it was hauling.” Avery replied. “And that’s all. I only mention it because there’s a chance you’ll pick it up on your scans.”“What was it. It was tiny! The site said the cage length was 2.5 cm (about one inch), and it sure looked small. Dave locked the chastity device on. It was tricky, and he had to keep from getting excited, but he finally managed. As he clicked it shut, locking it and passing control over to the website transmitter, he could feel the nasty spikes as his now locked cock expanded in its cage... Ouch!Next was the bondage collar. It went on nice and easy, and it was more snug than Dave would have liked, but it. I wore an ankle-length black cocktail dress that clung to my curvaceous hips like a latex catsuit. We turned up the the venue, a beautiful 19th century conservatory in the grounds of an honest-to-God Great House. As we were stepping out of our Uber, just the other side of the manicured French-style gardens, a Duke and Duchess were settling down for the night. We swept into the venue, I on my husband's arm, and almost immediately bumped into my boss. Her date for the night was a young-looking. We mean it said Paul putting his hand on Chrissy’s smooth thigh you’re a real babe. Chrissy blushed as he felt Paul’s hand slip under his dress and continue up his thigh to his panties. John squeezed Chrissy ‘s bra cup. I hear that these will soon be filled with your own boobies, you lucky girl. He turned to face John who planted a kiss on Chrissy’s lips, but he didn’t pull back instead he pushed his tongue forward causing Chrissy to to part his lips and let the intruder enter his mouth. Joe.