The Sergeant Major was looking through a sheaf of papers, he found what he was looking for and looked up."Sapper Concept, I see you list your occupati...on as cook, is that correct?" Yes Sar-Major, I work for the Country Roads Board and cook for one of the workmen's camps." Sapper Concept, you've just volunteered for the kitchen. Corporal Willis will show you where to go. Dismissed."I didn't know whether to breath a sigh of relief or jump for joy. I was to work in the kitchen, a chance to learn. I offered my hand as I told her to stand. We went to the biggest BDSM store and looked at all the bondage items.WEUSALL said that they could duplicate any of the items in the store as long as they had access to the same amount of like material. I asked what they meant and they said that they could show me if I bought a leather posture collar and chain leash and a set of police style handcuffs. I did and when we got to the car ReAn opened the bag and was shocked because instead of the posture. I'm not sure how long I sat with the vibrator humming away inside me. It felt like an hour as the waves of orgasm crashed through me, but was probably less than a minute before the sensations overwhelmed me. As the heat began to dissipate I slumped forward onto all fours and raised my pussy from the vibrator. It slithered to the floor leaving a sudden void inside me. Wetness drained from my insides and pooled on my outer lips, dribbling stickily to the carpet. My lips stayed apart for a long. Betty Jo helped me with the dishes and got her negligée all wet and it became even more transparent if that was possible. Then she took it off since it was wet and put it over the back of a kitchen chair. I watched her wash the dishes naked while I dried them. Looking at Betty Jo like that sure stirred the blood in my cock until it was twitching constantly. After she washed the last dish she drained the water and cleaned out the sink. Meanwhile I was still drying and putting away the dishes..