I laughed as I set the cage aside and ran my hand down the back of Gail’s chastity belt. Slut passed out plates and fresh beers before kneeling next to me. “What the fuck, Dave? I figured that was why you came over as often as you did. The store was one of those that sell the Oriental knock-off novelties- kimonos, decorative sword sets, etc. “Three, Sir!” We continued. I stepped out of the tent to see Steve, Bitch, and Andy having what seemed to be a rather deep discussion, while Tim read a book. “What if she don’t want to do?” the woman asked, looking skeptically at my pet, noticing just exactly Gail was- and was not- wearing. She gasped, the ring almost coming loose from her teeth. She smiled, and whispered, “Welcome, sister.”
Then Slut screamed. Dana carefully let the door close, then went to check the office. “Well, bud? My pants were soon pooled at my feet. Again, her head came up and her body shook.
