Again. Still.Just when Donna had been certain that she could sink no lower, that there was no further humiliation that could be heaped on her debased ...head, Val had come up with one. She'd mocked the last thing Donna had left, the only hope for her life she could still cling to, her marriage to Ryan.Donna was not completely nude now, but what she had on made her feel far worse than wearing nothing would have made her feel. There were stockings on her legs, sheer white ones, and they were. The table reached up just under her shoulders. Charlie then unclipped her wrists and cinched them down to the legs using her arm and and also cinched down the leg cuffs. The Mistress then said, “Guests, I know you are all watching my Sub, so may I present Dessert! It is Sub Alex!” I knew, I knew that voice and that ass – Alex!!!! This would be fun, she needed to be… well I would think of a word later but for now, fucked would do.Roger, Mistress Charlie and I all undressed quickly. Both. So Ivan withdrew at his climax, directing his emission upon the damsel's fair skin with a prodigious roar. Miryam's breast absorbed the initial bursts, and she gasped as secondary spurts of milky lust splattered the rumpled garment beneath.Then came the bell's final clang, coincident with the final surge of Ivan's ejaculate flowing into the soft nest of hair that adorned the swollen, reddened folds which had just facilitated his inimitable pleasure.“Good night, my dear,” the lad gasped as he. “Well, this is it. You ready?”“OK.”I drew her closer to me and kissed her on the mouth. But, she pulled away; her body tense; her hands in front of her against my chest.I stopped, “What’s wrong?”“Sorry. I didn’t think you were gonna do that!”“Beth, if you're having second thoughts, we can stop and honestly say we simply shared a drink.”“No. No. Just a little nervous, I guess. But, why did you kiss me?! I thought we agreed not to get emotionally involved.”“It was an invitation.”She looked at me.