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Debbie was telling Bridie the truth about what she got up to at school and how she used ‘pussy power’ to get things that she wanted. She also told her that she’d flashed her pussy at the salon owner to get her the job, and that she still did it sometimes if he’d asked her to do a job that she didn’t want to. I made a mental note of that in Smothering case there came a time when I was asked to do something that I didn’t want to. We spent the next couple of hours finishing off the bottle of martini and telling each other about the ‘exploits’ that we had been up to in the last few months, and the next thing that I knew was when Jon female came in and told us that we were all drunk. He brought us another bottle of booze in and left us to it. I know that we went on talking for ages but the next thing that I really remember was that it was getting dark and that Jon was carrying me upstairs. Week commencing August 16 Monday - I woke up next morning in Jon’s bed with both Debbie and Bridie next to me. We were all still naked and they breast were both fast asleep. I don’t remember anything happening between us. Jon had domination slept in my bed and he was trying to wake us all up so that Debbie and Bridie could get to work on time. He finally managed to get them up and away then he told me that I couldn’t go back to bed because we was taking the week off and that we were going for a walk to clear my head. He told me to put just a dress and trainers on and we went off towards the open country. I have to admit that even though my head hurt it was quite nice walking through the fields at that time of the morning; everything was so quiet and fresh. By lunchtime I was back in the land of the living and Jon decided that we’d go and play tennis in one of facesitting the local parks. He told me to wear just trainers, one of my very short, thin ‘A’ skirt and a crop top that is so short that you can see the lower part of my tits. This includes sex with your wife, sex where I am not present, sex…well…just like tonight…” They both nod. Freedom to do everything. It was by now dawn and the light, although not perfect yet was facesitting good enough to reveal the broken masts and sails flapping in the wind. “Yes, of domination course, Mel.” As I got myself Smothering a breast second tequila I wondered how old daddy’s guest would be. “A punishment I deserve,” my mother purred. We each had the lobster bisque, which I knew from past visits, was truly outstanding with lots of lobster bits in the creamy broth. Not too hard but hard enough. What do you want to do? The marquee said, “LADY GAGA!” She female giggled! There had to be some rule.