“Come closer,” I patted my lap with both hands and she crawled right up and between my legs. I couldn’t help but smile down at the compliant female. “I think this will be helpful.”

I slipped the red collar around her long neck, the leash already attached.” She looked so delectable I stroked her face. “I think…” I let her ponder what else I had behind by back on the couch. Slowly I pulled out the ball gag. “Open little one.”

It never stopped pleasing me as she obeyed so compliantly. Her mouth opened her chin lifted. “This seems a bit large for your mouth but I’m sure your husband picked your toys wisely.” I couldn’t help but chuckle after having read some more of the manual. I worked the ball in and set the straps and shut it with a click.

“Now stand girl.” She shifted to her feet and looked down at me her pretty eyes tearing a little. I motioned and she turned presenting me with her ass. I leaned over and kissed it loudly. “I’m sure you really enjoy this girl.” The chastity belt went on without and problem. The back left her ass almost bare as it cut her ass in two settling in the cleft nicely.

“Back to the table girl,” I could see the belt was already chafing her skin. “Dinner is smelling wonderful,” I said as I slowly and methodically tied her back to the coffee table. I stepped back to look at her. She made such a tempting ornament.

“I think you’re a bit to monotone.” I hurried up to deep and always amusing drawer and pulled more toys. She watched me closely as I walked back in and set the toys on the floor. Kneeling beside her I reached out and cupped her breasts using considerable force.

She moaned around the gag as I pulled them. “You just need a bit of blood flow to selected areas little one.” Her eyes got big as I raised that small wispy cane and let it drop across her stomach. I created a tic tac toe board on her stomach and couldn’t help but laugh. “That could come in handy later.” I drop the can across her breasts splitting them at the nipples. She arches against the restraints and tears drip quickly down her face.

Her eyes turn as a click sounds through the silence. Boots drop, heavy steps. I stand looking up at the man walking across the living room. I wonder for a moment if this was a mistake, then he offers his hand and smiles. “Nice truck. Did my wife give you trouble sir?

“If you call her wiggling her ass against my crotch when I asked for directions.”

“Sbbe, girl,” he said walking forward and standing over her. “What did I tell you about that?”

“Will you join us for dinner?” he asked kneeling down and starting to untie my handy work.