Debbie exited the minivan on wobbly legs but after a couple of drinks regained her composure.As the women talked, Stephanie steered the conversation a...round to fidelity. “Would you ever cheat on Brett?” Stephanie asked and winked at Amber. Debbie adamantly denied that she would ever cheat on Brett with another man. Stephanie asked if Debbie was absolutely sure, and Debbie reaffirmed her statement. Debbie watched as Stephanie took a stack of photos from her bag. “I think you’ll find these. Next is Mrs. Somerset, and she’s going to punish you for pissing around in front of others.” A tremble raced over my skin. The wicked crop would soon be dancing over my helpless body, but after the harsh treatment they had given my pussy last evening, a kinky part of me couldn’t wait for the painful touch of its leather. Before that started, though, Bridget adjusted the ropes holding me. Pulling here, giving some slack there, she soon had my upper body tilted slightly backwards without altering. It may have been just the curiosity of it all to come. So the following morning i woke up and showered and got out my best underwear and placed them on making sure my sheer panties did the job and lightly applied some perfume to down there making my pussy smell well and truly good if i ever came across the odd guy now I’m a natural bit on this morning id thought id trim it here and there and hurried to get ready placing on my best low cut top showing off my best charmers and jeans making my. Short seconds after he was done, he started to weep. In his pocket, his phone buzzed. That was Ari, he knew, wondering where he was. He managed to pull himself together, wiped the cum off the wall of the stall and flushed the paper down the toilet. He washed his hands and face before he left, not knowing what the hell he was going to do with himself. No. That wasn’t true. He wondered when he was going to do it. I should kill myself, he thought, before I hurt someone. Before I hurt… The door.