"Look what a mess you've made. Now lick it up.", demanded Cheryl as she offered her hand for to lick clean. It was a measure of my new submissive role... that I licked up every drop of my own salty come without some much as whimper of complaint.By this time, Cheryl had had enough and so she gave each of the guys a wet kiss goodbye and promised to see them again sometime soon. Since that day my marriage has changed considerably. Now Cheryl has truly asserted herself as the dominant member of the. "Stop that. You'll onlyhurt yourself". "Bastards!", the teenager mumbled and grabbed the chain anchoringhim to the floor. "Hey, if we haul on these, all of us, maybe we can breakthem or tear them out". "I strongly advise you not to try". A voice came froma hidden loudspeaker. "Firstly because your can't break free, secondly becausethere are armed guards outside, and thirdly because it would make us very angry,and some other passengers might get hurt. I don't think you'd like that". Allof them. ..It was almost an hour later when Gregg finally emerged from his office. He was just too ... well... 'up' to get out in public. He typed up an email to Emily giving her a brief run-down of the morning's events (minus the mind powers stuff, of course). 'Won't she be surprised to get a dirty story from ME!' he thought, clicking the send button. Staring at the "message sent" window on this screen, Gregg realized that he really missed Emily. He was madly in love with Heather, no doubt about that,. But also, yes; I wanted to see his cock. Derek had been dragging along for almost forty-five minutes at this point, and my curiosity was killing me, and I was horny as hell. Still am, by the way…” “Is that a hint?” “Too subtle for ya, stud?” She squeezed my cock, which was hard as a rock by this point. “No, I think I caught it. So, I take it you liked what you saw?” “Oh yes. Very nice.” “Oh yeah?” I guess I’d thought maybe she’d elaborate, or at least wax a bit more enthusiastic about his.