I quickly began drinking to cover my ass if my friends began to question my state. After a couple drinks I spotted him. He was older, maybe by 20yrs, ...hich would put him in his mid-40s. He still looked good. Not that I planned to do anything…. No harm in looking though. Another drink or two passed, enjoying the company of my friends. The mix of weed and booze were doing a damn good job of loosening me up. Mr. older man and I locked eyes a few times, nothing too flirtatious just a glance here or. It was obvious that she wanted to keep whatever she was going to answer from the cameras, but he couldn’t think of anything about Lobo and Lila that should be kept a secret. He almost opened his mouth to argue, reconsidered and changed the subject. “Would you like to hunt before we put up the five log sections we have in here? Of course, we could put off hunting and spend the day working on the outhouse – up to you.”She glanced at him. “That isn’t for me to decide. You’re the boss. We’ll do. Very strong, high security Clejuso handcuffs and footcuffs were put on me, and a cloth bag was placed over my head, secured with a leather belt.The car was then driven a long distance, at high speed, to the COP. Madame Carah made sure to drive roughly, so that I was thrown repeatedly from side to side in her car. I could not see, or move to protect myself, and my excitement, and fear, were enormous.Finally, after maybe half an hour, we arrived at the COP. Madame Celeste changed the Clejuso. Then your finger slid into my wetness and slid in and out gently, my clit being flicked at each withdrawal. A second finger soon joined the first then a third pumped in and out.I was getting wetter and warmer, my breath coming in short gasp as my bottom bounced against the hard wood of the cross and I thrust my cunt towards you. When your free hand started to pinch my nipples and roll them between your fingers again I felt myself rising quickly to the climax, so quickly that I was there before.