Two weeks ago after JJill had actually seen me masturbating upstairs she confronted my wife and the two of them devised a plan. Angie ordered me naked... onto the coffee table in the living room. With Jill there watching i expected something great! My cock was growing quickly but Angie ordered me to lose the erection or lose my cock.Jill moved behind me and placed my wrists in handcuffs from my toybox in the bedroom. Angie stood in front of me with a chrome steel chastity device. The one I placed. ”“Yes ma’am,” said Bonkabitch, sipping from a glass of champagne. Not the kind of stuff he normally drank. He was a beer and shots man himself. He felt a little dizzy. The champagne must have gone to his head. Must have been a little stronger than he thought.“You look really pretty,” whispered Goodhead, taking the glass from Bonkabitch, kissing him on his lipstick painted lips. “You look really sexy, you little cross dressing sissy boy.”Goodhead ran a hand over Bonkabitch’s thigh, moving. I promptly phone the taxi firm and they said the driver would be back in about 15 minutes as he already had another fare on-board.I said I would wait up with her until the taxi turned up, so I called up to my wife and told her to go to bed.The driver appeared after 10 minutes, and we headed out to the parking lot to collect the phone, as he leave the parking lot Steph turns round to thank me, she gave me a peck on the checked, she looks into my eyes and she starts to kiss me, like a sister. "I think that would be for the best." Amanda..." he shook his head a little. "That's the most insane thing I've ever heard you say. You know you can't stay here and let your team handle this. You know that. We don't dare allow communications out of the site. If your team runs into a problem, they won't be able to contact you for guidance. Your presence out there is absolutely mandatory."Amanda blushed, casting her eyes downward, already cursing herself for having asked. Yes, she did know her.