" I wanted to do this my way," Pete said. "I suppose on some level Ithought it might make things easier for you, as well." Easier may not be the right... word," Danny said.Pete smiled his brilliant smile. "We really need to decide what we'regoing to do about this. The way we feel." Pete, you - you're going to be hot, I can tell. But at the same time,you're my friend..." Isn't that how it goes sometimes?" Pete took his hand and squeezed it."We've got two options, haven't we? I don't think the. I could see the Lord most clearly, and he did not appear theleast put out by my predicament; he appeared almost jovial, in fact, andrather pleased. Meantime I lay sprawled in shame across the sofa arm, my naked buttocksand legs exposed for everyone, the Mistress standing tall and dark andfearsome beside me, the deadly leather strap in her hand as she smiledat me, caressing my cheek with it softly, and then she leaned forwardand whispered, "Are you ready naughty one? This is going to hurt, I. I looked down at him like he was some -- some 20th century fuck toy. A device, in himself.That hair, hanging down, now damp with a little sweat. The gag locked tightly in his mouth. A nice, 7-inch cock extending up from his gagged mouth, glistening now as I stroked it, slowly, with lubrication.Maybe he smelled the scent of it. Maybe he felt the way my hips were moving suggestively on his chest."I'm about to fuck you," I said. Hissing, I imagine, because I was aching with desire. My pussy. "Honey! I'm trying to sleep. I had a *horrible* day. Can't you undress with the light off? ....What was all that racket by the way?" she inquired, rolling onto her back with one arm draped over her eyes to block out the light."*You* had a horrible day! I've been awake for 72 hours. Between shifts at the hospital, exams, and home, I'm an absolute wreck. I don't even think I've eaten anything for the past three days. And, to top it all off, that cat of yours deliberately tripped me on the.