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“Not worried, just curious about what men really want.” “Tae cum mostly, but ah think relationships are important too. ‘Specially for lads o’ Brandon’s age. In yeh teens yeh just wannae Brunette fuck all the time. In yeh early twenties yeh want to hug an’ kiss and think about the future. Brandon’s getting’ tae that age.” “And in the late twenties?” “Yeh’ve had a relationship o’ two and if they havnae worked out yeh become cynical and just wannae fuck some pretty young girl with perky tits who lets yeh put it in her bum.” After they arrived home and went inside, Tegan shed her dress then went to bed. The night had exhausted her and she was grateful that she had not had to face Brandon and Sam, who had apparently gone to bed while she and Angus were out. She still wondered if there would be any pangs of jealousy, speculation about what occurred on their outing, and whether either of the other men would seek to replicate it. She rose late the next morning and as far as she was aware, was not disturbed while she slept in. After a light breakfast of muesli with almond milk she attended to some yoga and pelvic exercises. Her thoughts constantly drifted back blowjob to the previous night. Before she might have tried to reconcile her wanton behavior in some way but now she accepted it as part of who she was which made it a lot teen easier to meditate on. Knowing what she really wanted out of this life she’d chosen for herself was doing wonders for her anxiety around it. After her exercises she took inventory of the bags of purchases she’d hurriedly stashed in her closet the night before. There were a few objects she didn’t remember selecting, perhaps she’d picked them up by accident in her delirium. Not only were there a couple of outfits as well as range of restraints, whipping objects and other odds and ends, she had apparently picked up a couple of vibrators, impressive higher end looking ones with a range of features, the kind she would probably never had bought for herself under normal circumstances. Maybe Angus slipped those in for his own amusement, for a future one-girl show that sometimes served as entertainment in the household. Resisting the urge to take some of the toys for a test drive, she unpacked everything and organized it while she formulated her plans. Brandon arrived home shortly after lunch, his morning classes over and apparently the afternoon off. When he came through the front Hardcore door he was startled to find Tegan standing in the centre of the living room, the blinds shuttered blocking out most of the natural light from outside. She was dressed in a tight red corset with matching elbow-length gloves, a masquerade ball styled half-mask that covered her face from the nose up, black stockings and red vinyl heels. The corset didn’t cover her chest but pushed up her modest bust, small tits making her nipples peek out over the top of the half-cups. She was also, apart from the stockings and shoes, naked from the hips down, her intimidating visage not reduced in the slightest by the fact her fiery bush was on display. Brandon set his bag down slowly, as if afraid of making any sudden movements. “Um…” he started, and Tegan cracked a riding crop against her palm, making a satisfying leather on leather slap despite the fact both products were fake. “Silence, worm!” Tegan bellowed, forcing her voice an octave or two deeper than usual in the hopes it would sound domineering, rather than accidentally masculine. When Brandon said nothing further she pointed the crop at him. “Disrobe.” She ordered. Brandon began to comply, kicking off his shoes and socks, stripping off his t-shirt and removed his jeans until he was clad only his in boxer-briefs. Tegan waggled the crop at his underwear “I didn’t tell you to stop.” “T, I wanted to tell you….” Brandon began to object but Tegan cut him off again. “I said silence! Lose the underwear. The fog was clearing, but this only seemed to make the place seem even more desolate. Cathy couldn't stand it any more. My naked breasts swayed as I scooped up my husband's plate, resting it on my own, the fork shifting on it. The old Josh was back. “Fine,” she muttered, cheeks blushing. I forget that blowjob sometimes.” She was regretting taking on this assignment and couldn’t wait to get it finished so she could get away from him. A moment later Derrick appeared. There was no room for cars. He’s a personal trainer at a local gym and I’m his personal camera boy, at least that’s how he views Brunette it. It was becoming a habit. Esther followed suit. 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