A little sob escaped as he contemplatedhis predicament. Again he let out a sob as he stared at the happy girlin the mirror."Hey Martina, why are you ...crying, I thought you liked this, he heardwhispered from the other cubicle. Martin desperately wanted to tell himbut he knew he was on the first day of his probation. He suddenlythought someone must be reporting to Ms Lace about him, how else was hecalled up to he office so quickly when he decided to join the BrettyBoys again? He didn't want to. Christina then, with a huge smile, ordered Tammy to come and eat them while she played with that worthless cunt of hers. Tammy could not believe it and just stayed where she was on her hands and knees. ?Now!? Christina yelled. Becky was already sitting on the couch with her skirt up and panties down. Christina moved the coffee table and joined her. Tammy crawled over to her and started to lick Becky’s pussy. Once she started Christina reminded her that she needed to masturbate. I received texts regularly over the following couple of months. Occasionally, I would take a slightly longer time to arrive and always enjoyed the extra punishment. At my request we never upgraded to ‘the punisher,’ because I instinctively knew that I had a much lower pain threshold than Rolf.Three months later when Rolf again visited, only Rolf received texts for the first few days. I wasn’t jealous, and given the state of Rolf’s backside during our bathroom rituals in the morning, I was. "What's the matter?" my husband said."I'm afraid. What if that's not what the guy wants, and he causes a commotion?"My husband leaned over and whispered, "Trust me, it's what he wants, or he wouldn't have sat next to you."I still wasn't convinced. If anything, I was more nervous than before. I was breaking out in a cold sweat.'I want to do it,' I told myself, but my hand wasn't listening to me. It rested in my lap, quivering like a bowl of jello."If you don't do something quick, the guy's going.