“Table for one?” I nodded, my heart beating out of my chest. They took my jacket. Underneath, my favourite cocktail dress – a short magenta she...th with black lace overlay. My hair pulled back to reveal the curve my neck. The soft, golden candlelight casted glow over the wine glasses and silverware and caused the porcelain dishes to gleam. Led to my seat at the long bar in front of the kitchen, I spotted him- the reason for the secret smile on my face. Amongst the buzzing of activity of the. Can we do that again these coming nights, and I can pretend that we never really parted, and you are still with me? I know it’s just make-believe, but it would be special for me.”I was slightly concerned that Cathy was trying to conjure up a fantasy, wishing to rewrite history, but I felt I owed her at least a few nights of romantic lovemaking.“That sounds lovely,” I said to her. “I should have brought some silk pyjamas down to wear.”“Oh, no, I want you completely naked, so I can have you. He rubbed my stockings and slowly pulled my panties down. I was soft but the tip my clitty was very wet. I rubbed my finger on it and licked it and made an "mmm" sound. Mike put some KY jelly on his hard cock and put my legs up in the air. He started to rub the head of his cock against my asshole and tried to push it in. I was really tight and I told him to go slowly. He kissed me and at the same time finally got the head in my ass. It hurt a little but he went slow and started to fuck me. He. She squirmed about, trying to get some sort of relief, but, bound as she was, she couldn't. She whimpered in frustration as she hung her head down, the black phallus of her gag pointing toward her sex.The blonde lifted her head when she heard the door open. It was the man. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt. He held a nasty-looking riding crop in one hand and the lunch that Mistress took away in the other."Heard you didn't eat," he said, looking at her.Cassandra just hung her.