Poppy’s heart began to pound. What did He have in mind for her? Obeying Him at His home was no problem, they were home. She could relax. But now, he...re, they were out in the open. What would He make her do?She watched Him examine the other patrons for a long, agonizing minute, then turn back to her.Using the hand His glass was in to point with, He grasped Poppy’s arm and turned her gently.“What about her, Little One?”Poppy raised her eyes to follow His direction.She sat alone at a table near the. Please!" What?" he asked."Would you, er..." she stammered."Would I what?" he asked"Would you fuck me? I know I said I don't care for sex? But I'm so horny? If you're going to keep me, please fuck me." Shit, Mindy! Your body is now a machine. I don't fuck machines. Especially sewage treatment machines!"With screwdriver, he removed the hinges that attached the top of the toilet box to the bottom and set it aside. Her wrists and ankles were still securely locked in place, and the many belts still. He asked if she had any of her toysnearby. She told him they were in her drawer. She reached into thenightstand and pulled out one of her favorites. It was a long,flexible two-headed dildo. He told her to suck on the end of it as shewould him, if he was there. She did as he asked; she was his tocommand. She sucked on the tip of the plastic cock, thinking of him.Licking the tip with her tongue, she rolled it around in her mouth.She continued to play with her pussy as she sucked on the. Jeannette laughed, “If we define ‘fun’ as ‘wild and crazy sex’, your usual personality isn’t going to cut it!”“I think there might be other definitions to ‘fun’,” I replied.“We’re in college! Sex, booze, and rock-and-roll DEFINE fun!” Melody declared.“On the plus side,” I grinned, “we should be back to being able to have booze again, without incurring the wrath of Dean Parker. Over the Summer, Dean Anderson was MUCH more tolerant in the way she dealt with it. In fact, it wouldn’t surprise me to.