Dinner At Eight

You feel the hard shaft removed partially from your body, fingers grip the plug and pull it away. Your ass accustomed to being held open tries to grip what is not there. The cock is pulled free and run across the cheeks of your ass spreading the mixture over your skin.

Gentle hands pull you up and turn you around. The lips that have given so much pleasure in the past press themselves against yours.

You hear the sound of footsteps and someone walking away towards the door. It opens and then softly closes a moment later.

The blindfold is removed and you see me looking at you. I am smiling and you know you have pleased me.

But who watched as you were taken...