But there were two thoughts that somehow allowed me to go home that evening. The first was the continued belief that it would be unwise to rush to jud...gment. Acting out of spite rarely was a wise course of action. The second was that it seemed even more humiliating to walk away. It would mean I lost to him. As it stood, she was maintaining that she still loved me. If I walked away from her his victory over me would be complete.When I got home that evening she was waiting for me in a pair of sexy. ..shocked....and....worried. He'd dominated women all his life, and then in the space of two days, he'd found two women screaming for more...one of them even suggesting a proper relationship. He continued fucking her, getting her to look over her shoulder so he could record her shouting for more. When the juice was coming up the pipe he slapped her arse as hard as he could and ordered her down on her knees, and, with the phone still in record mode, got the evidence of a long tongue, waiting. I had to point out the obvious.“Baby as you walk around and you sweat a little, or just start to produce the natural lubricants in your asshole, it’s gonna just slip right out of there.” I said.“No baby, don’t you know how a butt plug works?”“No, but I think I’m about to find out.”She bent over again and said, “Go ahead, pull on it.” So I gave it a little tug and her sphincter muscle bulged out slightly but that tail was not moving. It was in there real good. I thought about checking to see if. When are you going." Probably in about two weeks time. That'll give me nearly three weeks before the conference starts." "Well I can't take all that amount of time off. I've not been here long enough. I can do seven days definitely, ten days if I'm lucky."When Heather approached her manager the following day, she was given the ten days without any questions. "You can take as long as you like," her manager told her with a laugh. "Don't forget, you're freelance, no work, no pay." "Oh. Yes.".