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It was a solution he would consider, cum but before he could check to see if he remembered to pack such a gag, another image caught his attention. This one of a submissive in a French maid outfit (sans the top), with nipple clamps attached to a tray of champagne glass she was holding, mercilessly weighing down her bare breasts. As much as he loved the whole girl-next-door look Megan pulled off in her casual ensemble, he couldn’t help thinking of all the different costumes that would enhance her bondage. This would have to wait until they brought the new slaves to their main compound, as his crew hadn’t brought any equipment other than the essentials for the job, but there was plenty of fetish clothing in his own collection that he knew she would look delightful in. Just imagining that nubile brunette bound, gagged and serving him coffee while dressed as a slutty nurse or cleaning his boots in a bunny costume was enough to get him stirring again. He also considered the cat ears she was already wearing; perhaps they would go well with a latex bodysuit of some kind or even work with the basic maid outfit, even if it was a bit clichéd.The running water from the kitchen sink could be heard faintly in the bedroom, which led Master to wonder what else might be audible. He had never checked to see what the range on that remote was, either, but realized that clicking the ‘on’ button would answer both questions. Judging by the volume of her groaning that echoed down the hall once he pressed it, the range was considerable. Megan tried to focus on washing the dishes with a sponge, but with the tiny motor reverberating against her, that was like trying to study while music blared in your ears. It was also difficult to stand, given that her legs shook considerably whenever she was stimulated this intensely. Her increased heartbeat was expected, yet made unpleasant by the collar that restricted her throat and the ball gag that forced her to exhale mostly out of her nose. Eventually she gave into the sensation, as she did before, figuring she might as well find some sort of pleasure wherever she could if her captors were so intent on depriving her of it. She gripped the side of the counter and straddled one the bottom cupboard’s metallic knobs, rubbing her leather-veiled crotch up and down. It was a gratifying 30 seconds until the vibrator stopped right as she was on the cusp of release, turning her moans into cries of frustration. “All part of the plan.” Master chuckled to himself. He took a considerable risk by having these sessions when he couldn’t watch and monitor her, but was confident that a time length of two minutes or less was safe. Everything was hand-washed and placed on the drying rack by noon, at which point Megan realized something. He hadn’t ordered her to come back by a certain time and was probably too occupied with his tablet to notice the sink being turned off. Plus, all Suck his ‘associates’ were hanging out in a different side of the house, possibly leaving the front entrance unguarded. If there was going to be a time to check for an opportunity to escape, this was it. She walked as quietly as possible through the kitchen and dining room, pornstar past the bathroom and to the steps of the foyer. Peeking carefully around the wall, she saw there was no one else in sight, nor could should hear pussy any other footsteps or voices. Her restraints wouldn’t allow her to run or scream effectively, but blowjob she figured it was little more than 100 yards to the public road where she could wave somebody down for help, and that wouldn’t take too long to walk. She was just about to sneak over to the front door when a different one slammed behind her. “Hey, shithead.” Katelyn snapped. Megan gasped and turned around, then froze upon seeing who it was. “Where do you think you’re going?” The domineering redhead walked over in long, angry strides and seized her, gripping her lower jaw and forearm. “Mmmm…uuhhhhhh.” She garbled and pointed toward the bathroom, hoping Katelyn would believe she had simply gotten lost trying to find it. “Yeah, okay. Why don’t we go tell Master that?” She took the chain hanging between her breasts and dragged her back to the bedroom, making sure to pull on the slave’s neck whenever she fell behind, and continued “He spoils you, that’s for sure. No fucking way would Gabby or your little boyfriend dare try and escape, not after the night we gave them.” Megan furrowed her eyebrows and growled a few unintelligible curses. It was odd, however, to discover that even the man’s peers called him ‘master’; she had expected them to call him by his actual name or at least have a separate nickname. “Just wait til I get five minutes alone with you, bitch. You thought our little lesbian playtime yesterday was bad; you haven’t seen anything yet.” They reached the front of the bed, where she grabbed the back of Megan’s hair and lifted her upright. “What’s this?” Master greeted the two of them with an excited grin. “Oh slut nothing, just that I caught your captive trying to run out the front door.” Katelyn said. “You really ought to keep a closer eye.” “I’m very disappointed, kitten.” He got up from the mattress and walked over. “But he wasn't through yet . . . I'd have to save it for later. “Yes Jenna, that is you, the very beautiful you and your orgasm gave me the final touches to add. I’d never before thought of my older sister as a sex partner, but then, I’d never been alone with her in a hotel room before. “Enjoy, you two.” When she said yes, I just took off the dress right there and handed it to her. “Rest easy, my beloved. We were told to sit at a desk cum and look like we were interested in the lecture. Unlocking my passenger door, I let him in. An increasingly drunk Natalie was giggling and getting along really well with Pakpao, Suck who blowjob was kind of unaware that the boys were fuming. As we drove back Jon told pornstar me pussy to stick my feet up on the dashboard with my legs apart and to play with myself but to stop before cumming. I knew her face was covered in my load and I couldn’t wait to see it. It’s okay. Matt is right. “Spit roasting,” the others had called slut it.