We used to go out every Friday and Saturday night when suddenly she told me she could not go out with me on Saturday's, but she wouldn't tell me why. ...Finally I decided to find out so I parked my car a block away and walked to a point where I could observe her house.About 8:30 a gray van pulled up in front and Amanda rushed out and got in. It was getting dark so it was difficult to see clearly but it looked like she was wearing a short miniskirt and very high heels, something I had never seen. ‘It was a working lunch. You know how those things go.’ I watched her carefully for a reaction. When I got back to the office I did see the twelve messages she sent between 11:45 and 12:00. In the messages she was querying me about what I was doing, where I was and why I wasn’t getting back to her. ‘I figured as much. I tried to meet up with you.’ ‘I’m sorry.’ ‘No problem,’ she smiled over her shoulder. She lidded the pot and retrieved a box of pasta from the pantry. I had pasta? Danna knew my. Mistress smiled as she blew out some smoke. Both of my nippleswas pierced.Mistress grabbed my cock and twisted my cock, forcing to scream in pain.She said, "Your cock belong to me now. It shall be placed in a cage."Mistress snapped her fingers. The assistant handed Mistress a metal cockcage. Mistress slipped the ring around my cock and balls to the base ofmy cock. She slipped the cage over my flaccid cock. She was handed a nutand bolt. She fed the bolt through the hole where the cage and the. “You really are a great kisser,” Loretta joked. “Tony Scaponi had no clue what he was talking about.”They continued experimenting and exploring for much of the night. They eventually fell asleep in each other’s arms, still stark naked, with Loretta using Penny’s chest as a pillow. Just before she drifted off, Loretta gazed up at Penny and noticed a single tear streaking down her cheek. “Crying?” Loretta asked. “Did I do something wrong?”“No,” Penny comforted. “It’s a happy cry.”Loretta.