I don’t know what got into me. That was so rude of me.”Monique laughed as she lowered her hands to her lap. “Nonsense! I took that as quite a...compliment.”“Thank you for your forgiveness. I meant what I said. I just shouldn’t have said it.”“We will have to invite you to our next party. Is your wife into the lifestyle?”“Lifestyle?” stammered Alan. “I’m not sure what you mean.”“Yes, the lifestyle. Domination and submission. Master and slave. That sort of thing.” Alan blushed again and. "Ugh, fuck," I groaned as the widest part passed through my ring.Master twisted it several times until it was wedged firmly in my butt. Despite my humiliation, I felt my cunt flood."Mmm, yes, you do have an amazing ass. What do you think, Cottontail, should I make it hot for you?"Master paused, giving me the opportunity to use my safe word. Part of me wanted to utter that word and escape my torment. I was terrified at what He planned and my ass was already on fire. But, despite my fear and. It’s ‘just’ too high. He needs to take a run up, but he’s not bright enough to back off – he’s too busy trying to reach her.She adjusts the front of her dress which is showing off even more cleavage than before. “Dunno why I’m covering up really, this is all coming off in a minute, innit?” She laughs.How about now?“Okay then...” She says with a smile, standing up and bending forward to grab the hem of her dress, almost overbalancing in the process, then raising the whole thing up her body,. I put the box down on the floor and bent down to remove the cleaner from it. As my eyes flicked up, I found that I was looking straight up her skirt and I was sure that she knew it too. I took the cleaner out of the box and began to explain the finer points of the product. She just sat there and I could see that it wasn’t the product she was interested in. Her eyes were somewhere else and there’s no prizes for guessing what. My cock was rock hard and with my tight trousers, which were the.