Sativa gave you a look as you made your walk of shame past her and out the door. You knew she knew what happened in there. Maybe not exactly, but she knew that SOMETHING happened. And even with that shame hanging over you, you couldn't stop picturing her panties.

This whole scenario may not have been orchestrated by Mistress Fire - it seemed that Jordan had been going this direction for a while. But in the end, it was just as humiliating as any of the scenarios that she was responsible for. Your boss now knew you were doing something with her boss. Jordan now knew that you were a wild pussy licker, and it sounded like she planned to take advantage of that in the future. All the while, you were chastised and tortured by your spiky cage. What a life!

You wouldn't trade it for anything.

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