You’re crimson and breathing heavily because now there’s no doubt to the staff what you are. You’re my slut. My dirty little slut.Dinner passes ...in a blur, you don’t remember what you ordered or indeed what or if you ate, but you do remember drinking more than you should, just to cope with the embarrassment and the shame of everyone knowing what you are.You also couldn’t help looking at the table all the way through the meal at your wet thong just sat there in open view. When the bill came, I. Anyone could walk in and catch us. We dressed, and walked out together. Without a word, we walked to my car, where, as per usual, I placed my gym stuff in the car, we turned, and walked toward his place. Entering his place, Jim held the door as I walked in. He grabbed me, spun me around, and pushed me against the door as he put his mouth to mine, his tongue inserting itself into my mouth. Surprised, and initially disgusted, I found myself dueling with his tongue with mine. Pressed against each. I don’t know why I did it but I flopped down on my back right next to her. I took a deep breath and thought about Maggie lying next to me. She rolled over and kissed me. It caught me by surprise as our lips met. My eyes were still open as I looked at hers, they were closed. She lowered her hand and unbuttoned by jeans. I wasn’t wearing a belt. With our lips still kissing, she unzipped my jeans and slipped her hand into my underwear and grabbed hold of my now hard cock. She raised her head and. At first there was no hypnotic element, just porn, and the video aroused them both. Joe got up to turn down the lights, just as the hypnotic elements came on the DVD, and Molly’s transfixed gaze now took on a more glassy look. Joe came back and faced her, the light from the movie illuminating him, his hard cock pointing at her. And he spoke to her, telling her who she was, who she wanted to be, who she pretended to be. The stories overlapped and entwined and confused, until her inabitions were.