A few more seconds and those stamps were all hers. Finally, she heard a faint, 'Click' and to her joy the safe door opened up. She looked inside for a...long time, hardly believing what she saw. Nothing! There wasn't a damn thing inside!"What the fuck?" she said to herself, a little too loudly."Don't worry. You can stop looking. It's empty," a voice from behind her said.Mindy flew around and stared at the man who had made the statement. It was John Marge, leaning against the doorframe. In his. The (male) shop assistants had been more than happy to help out, and after two hours of men staring at her ass, Jillian had practically floated home.Why stop there? she’d told herself. After all, it wasn’t anything sexual - in a moment of honesty, Jeff had told her the previous night exactly how much he appreciated her ass, and she figured letting him see a bit more of it around the house wouldn’t hurt.And so she’d changed, into a bulky jumper ... and a petite pair of pink panties that. Finally, I hit the base and felt my anus squeeze tightly around the thin neck. I pulled at the bottom of my corset so that there was a small opening and I slipped the battery pack in between the tight corset and my body. I pulled my clothing back into place and got out of the car. Daddy grabbed my ass as he put his arm around me and we walked into the mall. As we were walking the feelings of fullness and stimulation from the big cock in my ass took over my mind, and before I knew it we were. I pulled up to her house and walked to the back porch. I took off all my clothes and walked in the back sliding glass door. She met me there and led me to the living room. She told me that she was going to do a strip for me but she wanted to tie me to the chair. I agreed and she tied me up. As soon as she was done she starts taking pictures of me as 7 girls walk in. Most I don't know but I recognize a couple as old friends of hers.They start taking turns with the camera and slapping me,.