The manager then placed a collar around her neck that was attached to the ceiling, forcing her to keep her head up. He then placed an O-ring in her mo...uth and a blindfold over her eyes. “Sorry honey but they perform better when the girls aren’t looking at them too” said the manager. Tyson couldn’t wait to let the men in, she looked sexy as fuck, bound and ready to be mounted. Tyson placed two jars in the room he got from the manager that he used a sharpie to write tips on. He placed one by her. I slipped my cock out of Nikki. I removed her blindfold and released her restraints.I informed Nikki that we were going out for the evening and that she would be wearing the same outfit out in public. Dressed as a slutty schoolgirl with a lollipop in her mouth, Nikki readily complied. I openly flaunted Nikki. It thrilled me to reveal her to the rest of the world in such a lewd manner. I insisted that she wear very revealing outfits, while out in public. I began taking Nikki to cheap. “On my knees?” “ Is that an answer or a question?” Ashley stands up straighter. “On my knees.” “ That’s better,” Joi encourages. “Always on a lower level. Now if the game calls for romance or seduction, equal footing would be fine. The game of service has very specific rules. And never, ever, ever pink undergarments – unless told to wear them of course.” Joi smiles softly. Some girls need to be broken, others coaxed. Ashley is one of the latter. She considers Joi like a mother and never. When you finish over the other side fifteen minutes later, you rush back and notice your boss’s car is not there. You run up to the window and wipe away the dusty layer on it and look in, no one in there. You go to try the door but it’s locked. You say to yourself, they must have finished and she’s gone home and your boss must have gone off somewhere. You drop back and notice it’s still a little while for you to finish work. Time moves slowly as you keep checking you watch, over and over.