Linda had a day to herself - all alone in the house, and equipment she had bought and tested over the weeks. She hadn't really planned to deny hersel...f for so long, but it was now 3 weeks and somehow clitty knew today was the day. Linda woke up with clitty throbbing and anxious to get started on the day?s activities.Linda had planned that she would tease herself a little before she started her self-imposed ordeal, but that was far from necessary. In fact, she knew if she even started, she was. She opened her legs and reaching back with her hands spread her cheeks apart to showcase both of her slick wet holes. Malcolm looked at Roger again and noticed just a hint of him nodding towards his wife, now waiting to get fucked just a few feet away. “Okay, then.” Malcolm said as he walked over and positioned himself behind Kate. He ran his cockhead up and down her slit and positioned it at her opening. Grabbing both of her wrists he then started to slide into her as she moaned loudly. “Oh. Looks like I couldn't hide in here forever. It was time.I stared down at the closed drawer, silently willing the contents insideto just be something normal, for all this to still somehow just be adream. The drawer had other ideas in mind.The collar's fabric was cool against my skin as I put it around my neck.It was tight and uncomfortable - a constant reminder of my humiliation. Iheard the thing click and I adjusted it so that it sat right, the littletag in the front proclaiming for all the. Britt and I went way back. We became friends in elementary school. We were typical girls—playing dolls, dressing alike, sleep over’s and growing up together. We weren’t the typical high school though--girls drooling over football players. We liked older guys. We thought we were so cool when we took college boys to prom. We were finally twenty-one and we loved going out. We still shared clothes and love dressing for the men. While at the restaurant, we noticed that Laura and her new man sat in.