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I had to try and hide my predicament as we walked from the bar back to my car, but fortunately, no one took any notice of me as Jan was getting all the attention. On the journey home, little was said, as Jan sort of dozed in the chair as a result of the two bottles of wine. On arrival, I had to help her into the house as she was now quite drunk. Once inside the front door Jan made her excuses and went to use the bathroom and asked me to get her a glass of wine from the fridge while she was. Do I get a ride?" Can I have my foot long with chili first?" What the fuck Rob" the other guy said, "Are you fucking nuts? You got something that nice wanting to go for a ride and you want to eat a stinking hot dog first?"So the guy with the brush cut who I now knew was Rob looked me up and down and then said:"Okay princess; climb on."He showed me where to put my feet, told me to put my arms around him and to hold on tight. We roared off and hadn't gone a mile before the vibrations had my pussy. Unusually, they had not been left there, so, already trobbing with excitement, I went into the bathroom to check the laundry basket. My hands were trembling with excitement as I lifted her silky satin blouse I still smelled of her perfume and, as I inspected it, I saw dried cum marks up the front and on the collar. I pulled out her panties and discovered they were still moist. The unmistakable smell of pussy and cum was still so intense and I lifted them to my face and breathed it in deeply. I silently obeyed. I knew the minute I was better I would be in for the punishment of my life, the first real punishment from my mistress.I didn’t ask where we were going, I knew better. I finished dressing and removed my collar, if mistress had insisted on it being worn this morning she would have mentioned it. Or so I thought.I descended down the flight of stairs into the living room and kneeled in front of Mistress Cassandra. She walked around me slowly, inspecting the body of which she.
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