Finally I was given a pair of ankle socks with pink lacetrimming and my running shoes.The women made me twirl around for them and had me run a short d...istanceaway from them before calling me back. They declared themselves satisfiedand told to me to get in the car. Both women climbed into the front.I tried one more time to ask to make a stinky but they ignored me."Concentrate on the road, you're going to run back along the route."I decided to keep quiet about my need to shit figuring that I'd. The author takes no responsibility for any illegalities arising from the viewing of this file. The author retains all rights to this story and it is transmitted here by an authorised person, for free viewing only.As I enter her dungeon I am surprised. My Mistress, who is usually dressed in black leather, is wearing a simple casual outfit: skirt and blouse. Aside from not wearing any shoes, she could be on her way to church! I pause, unsure whether I have mistaken the time of my summons. . ” I figured she had a boyfriend and did not care. The second time it happened I shrugged and hung up without answering. Then she called the next night and said she would be home Saturday, that we needed to talk.Of course Lacey was aware of all this and did not care either. Our lives revolved around each other. Friday night I stuck my cock inside her for the first time. Only an inch went in. I worked it in and out slowly and Lacey moaned and whispered, “Deeper, more.” It took an hour before I. " She took me through the party house, past the littered beer cans on the floor and the passed out people on the couch to the back where her room was. It was okay considering the rest of the house, but she had just moved in so there wasn't enough time for the rest of this flop house to infect it yet.We sat on her bed and drank down a bottle of red wine out of the bottle. She went through her usual routine of telling me stories of her and her various girlfriends, their sexual exploits and how.