"Drop the towel, Pet"Your words were measured. I picked on the tone. I made me gulp down whatever moisture was left in my mouth.You've never seen me n...ked, yet. " No, sir" You took a step forward. And I, took one back."I'll not repeat, pet. Drop the towel. Now!"I still shook my head no. "Very well, you don't want to? Okay, don't. But if you lose it. You'll have to come ask me for a punishment. Am I clear?" Yes, sir. But.." "Talk only if you're spoken to. Not another word." I nod my head yes not. He was a little envious but he would get his turn soon enough. The streets had become more run down and in a few minutes he would be back on his turf.In the back the Mask had dragged the bound girls into the positions he required. He had ordered them both to shut up although neither felt like talking to the other anyway.Debbie was on her knees face down skirt hitched over her ass. The masked was knelt behind her one hand on her round firm butt the other holding and directing the dildo power. Ahhhh what a sight! U simply wanna be lost in that moment. I rubbed her clitoris with my thumb gently. She let out a sigh. As I continued to rub her clit I inserted a finger of my other hand into her. She let out a huge moan and the expressions on her face said that she is enjoying. Trust me, seeing that expression on a women’s face makes me feel so horny.I continued fingering her for a while and kept rubbing her clit. Now it was time for to move forward. While I was fingering her I started. But, now I know why. Or maybe, I wasn’t surprised. I had to talk him into the whole thing. Shy little brother here, almost backed out at the last minute.’ ‘Now, I’m glad I didn’t,’ Ernest broke in. ‘That means, we’re not ‘swingers’ after all’, Sue said. ‘I’ve always felt a little guilty about that night too, and now I find I was swinging with my own husband, and sister Sally was doing likewise with hers.’ ‘But, think what would have happened if Ern had backed out. We would’ve been swingers.’ ‘I.