Chapter Thirty Four
Bedtime
I return Christy to cuffs and collar. Muffin’s winning effort has earned her the privilege of sleeping with me and therefore she has no need for fetters. For most of the night her head will be firmly wedged between my thighs.
“Bring the suspension harness to my bedroom, Christy. You lost but you can watch Muffin please me.”
Glumness returns, the veiled joy in orally gratifying Muffin coming to an end. I take Muffin by the hand wondering if Mr. Feeldoe should again be placed in service. I pause in thought then continue to the stairs. Muffin has not been anally opened and therefore penetrating her would require more effort than I’d like to expend on this evening. Instead I think a long night of c*********s is most desirable, analingus as well. And though Muffi
