"Well, I was pretty drunk and don't remember how it happened veryclearly. But I do remember some chick going down on me last night. AndGod, she had a ...hot mouth! I remember holding on to her head as I blewmy load into her throat. She had really short hair. Funny, I don'tnormally go for chicks with short hair. But anyway, when I woke up, mydick was hanging out of my pants, and I felt great. I must have gottena blowjob. Wonder what happened to her. She must have left before Iwoke up." I don't. This hatred burned even brighter as the days passed, as Anita watched chained spreadeagled helplessly to the wall while her Master collared Anja, took her virginity, then pierced and ringed her, all in the very same way he had done to her.Anita was in a funk the day Master buttplug tailed and harnessed both of them to the ponycart. To her ponycart! She would have pouted if she could, but the bit in her mouth prevented it. When the Master bade them to "giddyup", Anita was suddenly the clumsiest. We talked about the testing and her studying while we ate.“Todd, studying for this test is the first time I’ve felt that I used my engineering knowledge for anything. I really appreciate getting to know you and being exposed to radio. A new world is open to me. I want to explore it and want you to be my mentor.”I smiled. “It’s been a good ride thus far. I see no reason to change.”Our meal was leisurely but we finished in plenty of time to reach the testing site about ten minutes early. I parked. From the angles of reach, Harry knew instantly that the hands belonged to two different people, and as he could clearly see in front of him at Hermione’s feet, there was only one possible explanation. ‘Not even a Saint could take this,’ Harry rationalized, before sucking Hermione’s little nub into his mouth and working it frantically with his tongue for a few agonizingly erotic seconds as he struggled to regain control of himself. Someone moaned, and one of the hands stroking his cock had.