Reluctantly lube up...

Muffled laughter from downstairs. You faintly hear Jennifer's voice but can't make out the words.

As humiliating as it is, you know you're going to have to do as she said. You wouldn't put it past her to dry hump you, a thought that makes you wince. That can't happen. Not in front of Claire.

You open your bag, and rummage through the hard rubber toys and the soft, tactile fabrics of the various humiliating costumes you brought along until you find the bottle of lube. You briefly and wistfully gaze at the red ball gag you had brought with you, remembering the excitement you had felt at the thought of the muffled noises Jennifer would make as you buggered her. Eyes wide, dripping sweat, on her knees, body tense and ass violated...

And now she's turned the tables.

You zip the bag back up and kick it under the bed, out of sight. You squirt a cold load of lube into your hand and slide it between your ass cheeks, making them slippery and wet. You apply another load, particularly rubbing your anus to make sure its ready.

More laughter downstairs, and then the sound of the phone being put down. You hear the sound of Jennifer padding into the kitchen and a tap running.

Seconds later, your mobile buzzes.