Mike flipped on the lights at the bottom to reveal a dungeon, complete with rack and pillory. One wall was covered with implements of torture, some Br...ndi recognized, the whip, tawse, paddle and a selection of canes. There were many she had no idea what they were, items of leather, wood and even metal. She stood staring at the wall until Mike pulled her to the pillory. Brandi didn't resist as Mike positioned her head and arms in the padded stock and closed the top, securing it with a clasp."Now. “Come and tell me about how things are going and introduce me to all your fans here.”“How about if I shower and change first? I’ve got to rinse out my clothes and get them dry before my noon match.”“Here, Tony,” Sam said. He handed me a bag. “With the schedule today, I figured you might need a fresh change. Just put your dirty uniform in the bag and Bree will go wash it.”“What?” the cheerleader screamed.Coach turned to her and said firmly, “And it had better not come back faded or shrunk,. I need to know what he eats for breakfast, and why he’s with my wife. I want to know how long they have been at it. Can you do that?”“Maybe, I can certainly gather information, whether it will satisfy your needs is another matter. Why don’t you tell me your budget, and we can take it from there?”“I’ll give you five-grand to start, but I want a report in two weeks with more than name, rank, and serial number.”The bargain with the PI struck; I had only to wait and try to play the stupid husband.. I’ve sat next to her at his college football games. I’ve sat next to his girlfriend, too. Jason brushes past me, his shoulder deliberately skimming across my nipples, making me ache for him. He hits the remote on the wall and the door begins to lower, blocking out our neighbors. Before it’s halfway down, his shorts are on the floor. By the time the door is closed, he’s not the only one naked. My blood races in my veins. I love the cock he’s fisting, I love it fucking me. His smile is smug. My.