“We ... we need to talk to you,” the blond officer continued. “We’ll wait outside so you can finish up?”Donna nodded, still frozen. She was ...glad when they finally walked away. She could see the smiles on their faces as they left to wait outside, leaving her feeling even more humiliated.Once gone, Donna looked at herself and knew she had made one hell of a wrong first impression.“What will they think of me, cleaning the house dressed like this?” she asked herself. “And why did Melinda let them. That’s all she’d said as she led me down to the basement. It looked like a party room. Chairs. A sofa. A bar. Bathroom. A large screen on one wall. The lights were dimmed and the walls were dark. The floor was polished concrete. “Stay,” she ordered like I was her pet dog. That wasn’t far from the truth, either. I stayed while she set a small suitcase on the bar and carefully emptied it out on the counter, my eyes growing wider, my cunt wetter, as I watched.Cuffs. Stainless steel. Not the. "Oh no please don't take photos of me like this nanny, what if someoneelse sees them?" I plead."Cuddle your doll to your face and give her a lovely kiss the way weknow you like to do?" Why did I do it and smiling happily while doingso?After putting the camera to the side she put the lovely dressing gownback on me, "We don't want to get cold dear while I work on your nails."I had to sit patiently at this very girly vanity again. A mirror withsix small lights around it, hung behind. The whole. ”Tina looked startled at this but didn’t say anything. Sam had begun fondling her tits through her gown and she could feel her pussy getting wet. She snuggled against him, and his fingers began moving across her body. Sam slipped his hands down and began working the hem of her nightgown up her legs. Once it had risen high enough, he slipped his fingers under it, to begin rubbing her cuntslit. Tina moaned into her lover’s chest as he fingerfucked her.“Oh, Sam, Sam, oh Sam,” she moaned lifting.