Stephanie’s cock cage held her tightly in place, and she was unlikely to forget about that while I was wearing its key around her neck on a chain, a powerful symbol of my ownership of her. Coupled with that, a sizeable buttplug was gently vibrating inside her, which I had the remote for in my handbag.

It was fortuitous that the traffic wasn’t too bad that morning, as it allowed a mysterious van with blacked out windows to pull up just where their table was. All of a sudden, the lightly frivolous tone of the conversation turned somewhat darker as Agent Phoenix got close up and personal, and whispered menacingly into his ear, “Don’t call out or make any abrupt movements. Just do as we say and you will be safe.”

Jason was back for therapy again. I knew how susceptible he was, especially to a shock induction. He went under so easily. All I needed to do was gently coax him into a relaxed state, and just when he was nicely relaxed in the chair, I did what he least expected: I quickly undid my leopard wrap over top and flashed my bare breasts at him. His eyes glazed over and he went so deep, so quickly that his head almost hit the coffee table in front of him. Titnosis would seduce him a