However, if you do not first whisper Master and then wait for me to acknowledge you, your pussy will experience a sharp zap of electricity to teach yo...u my rules. If you continue to ignore my rules, the zaps will get stronger and longer. Ask properly, slut”. Daisy spoke as quietly as she possibly could, “Master?” He responded, “Yes, my slut?” Daisy asked her embarrassing question as quietly as possible, “Master, may I please use the bathroom?” The man spoke authoritatively, “You can do. At the end she was crying like a child and wriggling her bum delightfully. As I finished I glanced over my shoulder and motioned to Larry to leave. He did so, silently on tiptoe, and I noticed he had his hand pressing into his groin and a sly smile on his face.I went round and stood in front of my wife. She looked up at me, her knickers still gagging her, and tears wetting her cheeks. Unzipping my fly I undid the button at the top and pulled my jeans and pants halfway down. The discipline. " Oh," I said, pondering my latest dismissal. "Well, maybe we can hang out tomorrow?" Yeah, sure, maybe."***The next day I was hanging around my house hoping for a phone call from Angelica and pondering whether I should just head over to her house. I did want to see her, of course. However, I didn't want to look clingy or desperate.So instead I spent the whole day beside the phone waffling over what to do.When the phone rang I jumped out it and had the receiver to my ear in less than a second.. One guy desperately tried to leap up to touch my slit, but security brought him down. I moved my French manicured hand to my panties, rubbing it up and down, moaning. The crowd shouted, encouraging me. In a seductive voice that didn't sound like me, I asked, "Is there a guy out there that wants to help me pull down my-" Before I finished, guys stampeded up the steps. They pulled my panties down; I felt a thrill as fingers were jammed in my wet pussy. Somehow a guy got my bra unhooked and hands.