Her sex throbbed gently, still aching from Daniel’s earlier teasing and the thought of the upcoming play party. By design she was kept constantly on the edge of desire. The slightest touch from either man could make her tremble, and this thrilled her deep in her masochistic soul. Being ordered to poop in front of two guys, even if they owned her, was another thing altogether. She did have to go but had been waiting for the chance for some privacy. Earlier that afternoon she’d done some weeding in the hot June sun and worked up a sweat. She knew Daniel would want her freshly showered and groomed before Liam got home and had planned to seize the opportunity then to use the toilet. Liam’s unexpectedly early arrival, however, had precluded her chance. Daniel knelt in front of her, unlocking the padlocks and releasing the confining harness. She stepped out of it, reminding herself, I signed up for this. This is what I wanted. Intellectually she understood and even agreed with Liam’s assertion if she were to belong to them she must give of herself fully—not only when she felt comfortable.
