It took a few days to recover from that blistering sunburn; the nurse gently applied some cooling gel to my cock once an hour.

Then one day, Mistress Cruella called Laura and me into her office. She smiled at us. "I have some news for you two. The Cartel has decided against sending either of you to the Island. They liked the way you two performed at the last party."

Laura and I exchanged happy smiles.

Then Mistress C looked sternly at both of us. "Pete, Laura is mine, to do with what I wish. I can make sweet love to her, or I can punish her when she steps out of line, like sneaking into the barn without permission!

I also know that you both feel deeply for each other. So I've decided this, with the approval of the Cartel. Pete, you may fuck Laura once a month." Laura gasped. "But in between your precious cock will be locked up." She held up a chastity device. "No fucking without permission!" She snickered.

Pat then ordered me to stand. She came over, placed my cock in the middle of the metal contraption, turned the lock and pulled out the key. "I will hide this when you two are out of the room."

Then the boss lady got a gleam in her eye. She picked up the strap-on she used on Laura, and threw it to my startled friend. She ordered me to bend over with my forehead the floor, and butt in air.

"Laura I want you to fuck Pete, right now!"