“But you already did it,” Judy said harshly. “... for four years.” “Then I’ll make up for what I did,” Harriet replied. Turning to Lois she said frantically, “Isn’t there some way I can pay a fine or something?” “Money can’t buy your way out of this,” Lois said slowly, “but if you were to redo those forfeits and then pay a penalty... we might reconsider.” Harriet looked around the table. “But there are nine forfeits,” she stammered out. “You can’t expect me to do nine forfeits tonight?!” Her voice almost squeaked as she added, “... Can you?” “And then there is the penalty.” Judy said firmly. “For four years you played us as lowly fools. I think four years of being a lowly fool should make up for that.” “What do you mean?” Harriet asked. There was a touch of fear in her voice. “She means,” Lois said in that authoritative way she used when running the city threesome council meetings downtown, “that you will be our naked slave for four years. Your clothing will come off when you arrive– at least a half hour early– and you will remain naked throughout the game. You will be indian the one to serve drinks and snacks to the other players during the game, and afterwards, you will clean up before putting your clothes back on to leave.” “Naked?” Harriet asked, looking shocked. “Nothing,” Judy replied, “not even your precious jewelry.” “If I take off my smart watch,” Harriet said softly, “it will send out an alarm to my husband. He’ll think something happened to me or I had some sort of car accident.” “Or more likely he would think you were pov in someone’s bed and it was on the nightstand,” Marcia Wordsworth said with a laugh. “Then you would have to make it up to him.” She tried to lower her eyebrows to stare sarcastically at Harriet, but her Botox prevented that much movement of her forehead. So she said as sarcastically as she could, “How many blow jobs would that require?” “No,” Harriet replied hastily. “We both have them and they are set to alarm if I fall hard or get in an blowjob accident or...” She hung her head. “... take it off.” “OK,” Lois said, “naked except for your smart watch... for four years. And tonight you do seven forfeits.” Harriet looked confused. The faces of the other women at the table– except for Marcia– showed a mixture of confusion and anger. Lois smiled around the table and said, “There are seven of us. Besides, since cash would have come up once in six times we should give her one... or two... cash forfeits. But we will disregard any cash forfeits that come up on the wheel tonight.” Her smile turned back to Harriet as she added, “... just in case she has some other way of rigging the wheel.” Harriet sat looking at the floor for a long time. Finally she stood up and said, amateur “OK.” Then she started taking off her clothes. “I assume the naked fool routine starts tonight,” she said as she slowly folded her clothes and set them on the counter. Stepping out of her shoes and turning back to the women in the circle she asked flatly, “Can I get anyone something to drink?” “I’ll have a Manhattan,” Lois said, “easy on the vermouth.” The other women added their requests and Harriet padded naked over to the bar to fill their orders. Once everyone had a drink in front of them, Lois looked around the table and said, “For this first spin, I will be considered the winner.” She slowly waved her arm as she pointed around the table, “After that, it will move around the table.” She chuckled and said, “This is one night where everyone– except for poor Harriet– will be a winner.” Her voice then became very firm as she pointed at the computer and said, “Press the button and spin the wheel, Harriet.” “Look slut, it goes like this. Being young there was no limit to where my brain would go. Hell, I’d like to fuck pov you myself.” I told her that I was booked on the 8:15 pm train and that I couldn’t miss it. “Argh…ARGH!” grunted from his mouth as his hips pushed so hard he lifted me…his cock pulsating against the walls of my vagina…the first volley of his seed was so strong I could feel it course through his cock where it was locked by my vaginal muscles. Tyler begins slamming away. Mike hauled out his checkbook and looked at the bill. And he offered to make me cum again. I nodded and walked back to my car. She pulled her knees up, crossed her calves over his ass, and clung to him. People would think that I had threesome a thong on until I opened my legs a bit then they’d see everything that I’ve got. The view damn near made me paint the inside of my underwear. No one replied. Cum is a lot slicker and sweeter, indian isn't it?" Realization hit me. God, do I have to think of everything?” “Good morning Rebecca. Jane stood up, clenching her pussy and ass tight. Even so I amateur had wanted to hold off a little longer but I still felt blowjob like I was going to explode! They were running to me so I picked both of them up even though my hands were full, holding our purchases. I nod, tears in my eyes and Bill kisses me. To me, that was a huge positive side affect of me opening up about my own needs, and it made me proud I'd done it. She tugged on the leash and Sarah disappeared with Gina following obediently behind her.