I didn’t want to like it but I did. The attention turned me on. I wanted more. I tried doing as Player ordered me to: thinking more and more abou...t sex all day. I wanted to touch myself but he had said not to. Then one day I was in the supply room loading paper again. All I could think about was sex now. I hadn’t actually had sex in months and months but after forcing myself to think about it so long I started liking it. I had reverted to wearing wedges because they were so much easier. Jo got up and moved behind her and began squeezing her tits. Moisture flowed and ran down Abby's body and onto me as Jo continued milking her. Soon, Abby rode me harder, finally screaming in orgasm as Jo continued her milking. As Abby came down, I continued fucking her. I had staying power and Abby continued to ride. Jo began milking her tits again and then reached a hand on her ass. I felt her hand against my balls as she fingered Abby's asshole. As she fingered Abby, she massaged my balls. I looked at my hands. “Now, you’ve been bad. You’ve been resisting me and playing all kinds of games. You’re lucky I don’t put you over my knee.” I felt my stomach do another somersault. “Did you hear me?” I nodded. “I didn’t catch that,” he said. “Yes, Sir.” He sat down across from me. “Lib,” he said. I looked at him. He was grinning boyishly. “I totally just dommed the shit out of you.” “You’re in so much trouble. I’m telling your mother about this!” “Tell her,” he said.. I peered back through the slot and saw she had turned and unzipped her man and was licking and sucking a medium sized, but very hard, cock. She slipped his jeans down his well muscled legs and returned to her prize. I could see his shaved balls wet with her saliva as she took his cock balls deep with every other stroke. She looked to my slot with a twinkle in her beautiful brown eyes, and I swear she winked at me as she once again went balls deep taking him to her throat. By now the pre-cum was.