Her wrists were cuffed in leather, and bound behind her back. She was naked from the waist down. Her pussy was trimmed into a thin single line. She to...o was oiled, it , her tight round arse and tits glistened under the lights. He could see her buttocks were forced apart by a large obgect in her bum. It was causing a little difficulty walking. She regarded his naked form with not a little fear in her eyes, which kept darting to his huge erect phallus and back to meet his gaze.“Ladies and. Therewas to be no relief!I did my ablutions. I looked after poor little Henry as well as I could.He was still riveted into his cage and contained in a fresh condom.Coming out of the bathroom, I was invited to sit on my least favouritechair, feet and knees together at all times and push! Despite theincrease in heel height, I had to admit that it was becoming easier andthat I was becoming less conscious of actually having to do it. I paidattention to my make-up lesson and then minced across to. I could no longer contain myself. I reached over and unbuttoned her jacket and blouse. She was wearing a gray wool suit and a simple cotton blouse. She didn’t have a slip and her bra was conventional, snapping in back. I had hoped that she would have on a front clasping bra. I reached behind her and released her bra. I slowly lifted her bra off of her very firm breasts. They were so pretty. My cock was harder than it had been for years. Arlene was showing no reaction to my ministrations.. But that doesn’t change the story!”“I’ll go back eventually.”“I know. I was just messing with you.”“None of the guys in your gang have doctorates, do they?” Katy asked.I laughed, “No. We all married women smarter than we are!”“As if there was any other possibility!” Amy teased.“It’s worse for Steve,” Katy smirked. “He has a house full of women who are smarter than he is, not to mention two more in the coach house.”“Me Grog,” I said in a ‘cave man’ accent. “Me hunt food. Make fire. Keep house.