He smiled and told me that what his dad didn’t know wouldn’t bother him. so we drank a few glasses of wine and went up to our room. The bed was a ...king size one and I asked him if it was OK that we would share the bed, and he said no, finally we are both men, what should be the problem? I was noticing a certain part of my body becoming independent and decided to go first to take a shower. I took a long shower trying to get my hard on to get down and after 10 minutes with very cold water it went. “I didn’t want to leave,” Rachel said. “I almost suggested everyone come home with you and I’d catch up later.”“I don’t think she was ready for that today,” I said. “She’s just getting used to the idea of a different kind of relationship with us. I sympathize, though.”“I liked being held by her,” Beca said. “Her, um ... breast was really soft and nice.”“She has a strong motherly streak in her,” Nanette said. “If she became our girlfriend, she’d probably be the first to want to be. She moaned through the ballgag and her cock glistened with precum. I moved my hand behind her and gently teased her ass with my fingers. Her ass seemed to kiss my finger, pleading to be fucked.I undid the belt holding her in a hogtie and tore up more of her fishnet stockings to gain access to her asshole. It was clear she had been fucked in the ass quite a lot. I removed the ball gag and held out my throbbing six inches long thick cock. She took it down her throat like a champ in one suck. Soon. # # # On Fridaymorning Peter showered, dressed, and left for work as usual. Jenny still madeno mention of my punishment over breakfast and he almost wondered if she hadforgotten all about it. He was disabused of any notion of clemency the momenthe entered his office and read the email. It was from Jenny, but not from herusual account. The subject line was ?The Prisoner? so he recognized the emailas hers. The message was brief, impersonal, and contained very explicitinstructions of what he was.