Maggie goes home

Maggie slowly stood and staggered towards the door. Her legs still weak from her orgasm and bondage. She slowly made her way down the hall to the stairs. A minute or so later she slipped out the back door and around the side of the house. Maggie kept a close watch on Denise's house. She didn't want her daughter to see her walking to her car naked, her tits clipped. When she reached the front of the house, there was her car, but beside her car was Dale's car, and Jon's car was behind his. Her knees almost gave out as it hit her that Dale was there the whole time she was naked in Jon's room. She started to tremble and wondered if it was Jon who she actually sucked and fucked.

'Oh my god, did I just fuck Dale, my best friend's husband? Am I nothing more than a slut as my Master calls me? Oh fuck what will I do next?" Maggie's mind was filled with questions.

Realizing she was standing in the open, between her Master's and her daughter's houses in plain view of the street naked, she ran for her car and jumped in.

Maggie didn't waste any time getting away from there. She tore out of the driveway and sped down the street. It was almost two blocks later when she suddenly remembered she was naked and couldn't get pulled over. She quickly slowed down and tried to get control over her emotions. Her nipples were still burning from the clips and her pussy leaking Jon's, or at least she hoped, Jon's cum.

Maggie made it home without any problems. She pulled into her garage and shut the door. Sitting behind the wheel, she sat there thinking about what had just happened. She had walked into Jon's house, stripped naked, she blindfolded her eyes and cuffed her wrists and ankles. Could it have been Dale and not Jon who shoved his cock down her throat? Could it have been Dale that fucked her into an amazing orgasm? It was Jon who uncovered her eyes, but she wasn't sure if it was him who fucked her. Maggie wanted to say it wasn't, but she was so aroused it could have been.

She opened her door and walked into her house. Glancing at the clock and saw it was six PM. She walked to her couch, pulled out the vibrator from her purse and started to edge once again. In seconds her body was once again on the edge.