He sat up with my head still in his crotch and threw the shirt onto the floor. Then I pushed his torso back down to the bed. I ran my hands up his leg...s to his waistband and grabbed his belt. I slowly unbuckled it, whipping myself playfully in the face with it. Once I threw the belt onto the floor, I turned my face into his crotch and started to rub my nose in it. I sniffed it a little too. It was slightly ripe with sweat and man stink, which turned me on. I unbuttoned his fly and unzipped his. Though the curtains on the front windows were drawn the office was stillbright. She was still wearing her work clothes, very tight jeans and alow cut shirt with spaghetti straps. The breasts of a 23 year old areforce of nature and the top of her's peeked over her shirt. My viewunder her desk was very different. Staring me in my face was a dildostrapped her wondrous crotch.That morning I had put on my panties before work as listed on my dailyinstruction sheet. As soon as I knelled my cock. "Andrew, my love, will you help me write to my parents?" Of course I will."She smiled warmly. "Oh golly! It's going to have to be typewritten because of my arm." Probably not a bad thing. It'll help the formality but you can also explain it."She smiled again. "My clever, thinking man."Andrew grinned. "At last she realises."Katrina snorted. "Pompous ass! Move your chair back."He did so and she sat on his knee as she had done the previous evening."My precious, pompous ass! I love you, my Andrew.". At the back of the room, a small stool was against the wall, and above that was a chain locked around a pipe that was dangling down, attached to a collar. On the stool was a pair of handcuffs, a blindfold, and a ring gag. I stepped over to it, taking each item in hand, stroking them while thinking what I was to do, before placing the collar around my neck. The chain was short enough that I had to sit on the stool, and once in place, I was attached to the wall. Next came the ring gag, holding my.