"You're not exactly the picture of fidelity," the chaplain said, laughing softly."This is different!" Anna said as she pulled away from Chet's grip.Th...e chaplain sighed and looked steadily at her. "Well, what do you want me to do?" he finally asked."I'm not sure yet," Anna said as she set her teeth firmly together. "But I'm going to make her pay for the trouble she's causing me." "I'll do what I can," Chet said quietly as the three women came back into the living room."Is everybody ready?" Anna. She had also done a tiny amount of fooling around with other girls in school, most notably one wild weekend during her junior year in high school when she'd attended a slumber party, gotten drunk on shooters, and ended up getting into a three way scene with two other girls on her varsity softball team. She had thoroughly enjoyed the experience, as a one time only kind of thing, but had satisfied herself that her primary bent was heterosexual. There had been some negative fall out from that. Mr. Black came in with some kind of contraption. I was pulled off the bed and strapped into it. It was heavy with a wide base. It had a beam wide enough for my torso, two straps held me on there. There were arms to tie and spread wide my legs behind me. My breasts hung off the end. My hands were bound behind my back. It was not that comfortable. I felt exposed and helpless. The gag was removed and I was given something to drink. I needed to pee but I was too embarrassed to say. They replaced. When the mist cleared a bit, I looked down to see that my skirt now lay open as he began to gently kiss my inner thighs. Soon I could feel his nose nuzzling and combing my pubic hair as his mouth began to explore my sex, tasting my feminine juices. His tongue reached deep inside me to my very core. How I wanted to run my fingers through his hair, massage his scalp, but I needed to keep my elbows back against the top step to keep myself propped up. His strong arms were already holding my back.