She stood naked in my kitchen, her hands folded in front of her in a lame attempt to hide her clean shaven pussy. That little slave girl is bringing out something in you that we’ve never seen. Strip, both of you,” she commanded as we went around the corner to the dressing rooms. She chewed on her lip for a moment, looked between Gail, Michael, and me, then sighed and sat back. “Mike?”
Mike nodded. Gail was smiling knowingly, watching. Short of using a blowtorch, only your hand- or at least whosever hand wears the ring- will be able to open either collar, any of the cuffs, or the chastity devices I’ve had made for both of them.”
I could not hide my surprise as I looked down at Mike’s entrapped cock, noticing the lack of a padlock or keyhole. Like Slut, she suckled the last drops from Steve’s hardening member before he stepped back, smiling. What if the baby isn’t yours?”
I smiled, pulling her close and placing a hand on her belly. The look on her face told me all I needed. These are real. Did I feel a little possessive? What!?!” The shock on her face was almost more than I could handle. She lost herself in the motion, the action, the sheer helpless sexual use of her by these unknown men. Coffee?” I took a seat and motioned to Mike, who was standing along the wall, waiting.
