Over the next two weeks, Laura sunk further into her degradation. *At the office* Every morning that Laura worked at the office, she visited Alistair in the morning for her counselling, and showed him her tits and cunt, and either told him something slutty as he masturbated or licked at the photo of her twat. On her first day back after the changes at her house, Alistair had a particular question for her. "I received some interesting information last night," he said. "Now, I want you to tell me, what slutty things have you threesome done over the last few days. You'd better be honest, because if you lie, I'll know, and I'll share your whorish pictures around and have you fired." Laura paused. What information could he have received? The only conclusion she could come to was that her blackmailer had got in contact with Alistair to further her humiliation. And so, blushing, she confessed to her current state of affairs, her breasts and pussy on deepthroat display and her fingers rubbing her twat as she talked. "I've had the curtains taken out of my house," she said blowjob - because of course, even if he'd heard from her blackmailer, she wasn't allowed to suggest her degradations were anything but her own wishes. "Now everyone in the street can group see my girlfriend and me. I've had dildos put on the seats in my house for me to sit on, and I don't use the bathroom anymore - I shower and piss outside where everyone can see me. So does Erica. And I don't wear clothes around the house anymore." She took a deep breath. "Also when I went underwear shopping the other day I wet myself and then fucked the salesgirl. And I work at a topless bar where I go by the name Kitten Tits." Alistair looked shocked, but delighted. Laura's heart sank. He *hadn't* known about the sluttier stuff... she group sex had just confessed for nothing. She felt his warmth and he could smell her group sex fear and her nervousness mixed with blowjob her perfume. So did you manage to make all the girls happy?” There she would kneel, and take plastic threesome cocks in her mouth, and suck on them. That can’t be right; not even for Ibiza.” He held his cock against her aching pussy, rubbing his length along her slit, torturing Kat with potential pleasure. I let her words soak in for several seconds before deciding to face it head on. "I love you too, David, and you ARE my life." Her group breasts were still reasonably firm, and they deepthroat showed few of the signs of aging or sagging, apart from a few stretch marks, which came along with advancing years. It was clear he needed help, these people never used their ass for fucking, they didn't think that an asshole can be used for more than just shitting. Forcing you to be my slave. But this is really only the end of the first part of my "Freddy story." They sat silently for a long, uncomfortable moment.