Agent K sat next to my bed. Momentarily, something that lookedsuspiciously like concern or regret haunted her face; but the moment myeyes found her, t...he usual neutral expression--the one that perpetuallybordered on vague annoyance--settled into place."Wh--?" I tried to speak but it came out a hoarse croak."Slowly," K told me, leaning forward. "Try to avoid talking. You havebeen through quite an ordeal." There was a surreal moment of dejavu asshe hovered at my side. Only slowly coming to my. I really want to fuck your cock she said make me cum so I can fuck you. Linda was now shaking as she reached another orgasm.Linda then uncuffs me, I bend her over the chair and grabbing onto one of her breasts slide my pounding cock into her waiting pussy. After a few strokes Linda says it might be better for you in my ass. My cock again slips into her other wet hole easily. She says I really am a slut aren't I, I can feel her slip a hand between her legs and then I can feel two fingers inside. After the match, someone suggested the local pub, and I gladly led those still remaining down the street in a spontaneous victory march, although I couldn’t remember which side won. Once inside, I clapped the boys on the back and insisted on a game of darts. The Bishop joined us, and an idea for a spontaneous tournament was born. Violette had joined the ladies, but her eyes shot darts at me across the room. A chance presented itself, and I was able to speak to the barman, Johnny Wickham,. .usually making him sit on a large cucumber, with a jar of fire ants on his penis, and the sound turned off....that had been his once a year sports treat...and now he could turn the TV on whenever he liked!?Tulke also was able to hire a maid. No longer was he polishing the silverware or scrubbing the bathroom floor, naked except for his chastity device and a frilly apron, while his friends played golf. I was one of the few guys in on Tulke's secret, and his other friends would ask why he'd.