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not something she loved, like Mrs. Gardner obviously did. Finally, he put it in her mouth and she loudly sucked him and had no trouble taking his entire cock, even though he was quite impressive in size, at least to Katherine's limited experience.
    Watching Mrs. Gardner pleasing her husband, her master, was so much hotter than any of the dirty videos Katherine had seen. She could clearly hear Mrs. Gardner sucking and Mr. Gardner moaning as she did her best to get him off. Katherine couldn’t tear her eyes away and studied what Mrs. Gardner was doing, because by the way he reacted she was very good at it. Mrs. Gardner bobbed back and forth on her own until Mr. Gardner grabbed the back of her head. He held her still and fucked his cock into her mouth. Katherine watched, wide-eyed, as Mr. Gardner moved faster and faster, with no regard to his wife, who sounded like she was gagging. Drool dripped from her chin, but she did not struggle or try to get away. She actually held onto his ass, as if pulling him into her.
    “Take it deep, my cocksucking slut,” Mr. Gardner growled. “Suck me harder!”
    It was Mrs. Gardner he was using, but with a shock Katherine realized he was staring at her in the mirror. Was that what he really wanted to do to her? It frightened her, but somewhere deep down, Katherine wondered if she were up to the challenge. There was something exciting about proving she could take anything he could dish out. The little taste he’d given her just now had awakened something inside her—something she was not even fully conscious of yet.
    “God, drink it down, pet,” Mr. Gardner moaned, holding his cock buried in Mrs. Gardner’s throat. He was coming, that much was obvious, and Katherine watched the blonde working to swallow it all. When he released her, Mrs. Gardner almost fell over and gasped for air. She stayed on her hands and knees, panting, while Mr. Gardner fixed his pants and came over to Katherine, first slackening the cord holding her cuffs, and then unclipping it.
    Mr. Gardner had to steady her when she landed on her feet and she held onto him with both cuffed hands. It would have been hard enough to stand after all that, even without the spreader bar forcing her into a wide stance. It was so weird to be naked from the waist down, handcuffed and spread. She could feel his breath on her thigh when he knelt down and released her from the spreader bar and it took every ounce of willpower to resist covering herself. She hoped getting so close to her pussy made him hard all over again because he was not going to fuck her. Katherine was surprised when he did not uncuff her hands, but told her to dress. It was awkward pulling on her panties and jeans with her hands cuffed together, but she did not protest. She did not want to give him a reason to keep her bound even longer.
    “Now Kitty, we have an arrangement between us. I expect you keep your end of the bargain and Mrs. Gardner and I will keep your behavior to ourselves.”
    “Yes, sir. I understand.”
    “Good. I wouldn’t want anything to ruin the fun we had tonight.” He finally uncuffed her and Katherine flexed her wrists, trying to get the blood flowing again. There were deep red indentations from her struggles.
    “Can I go now?” Freed, she suddenly wanted to be anywhere else but in that room, in that house. She fought the urge to run from the room.
    “Of course, I’ll walk you to the door.” He touched her back and Katherine shivered from fear, anger and…something else.
    After she collected her things, Mr. Gardner walked her to the door, like he always did when she was done working for the night. He also handed Katherine her pay and she felt dirty taking it, even though she told herself it was just for the babysitting. It was, however, three times what she usually got paid. She stood uncomfortably in the open door, not sure what to say. Did she say, “thank you, see you soon,” like she usually did. Did she tell him he was a sick perv