Chapter Thirty-Two
The game today is away, all the way over in Illinois. That allows me more leeway than usual in making preparations for the inevitable victory celebration. In anticipation of my horrific ‘field trip’ Mistress also had me get all the housecleaning and food and drink prep out of the way on Thursday and Friday afternoon.
To even further facilitate matters, my hands have been left free since the timer-controlled cuffs popped open. Though I’m still naked, dildo-gagged and hobbled there is nothing to prevent me from enacting any of the heretical plans I concocted the night before. Nevertheless, as I clear the patio and set up tables and chairs, distribute platters of food and bottles of liquor I don’t even consider trying to flee, call the police or barricade the house. Nor d
