I KNELT AT MISS PAMELA’S FEET, MY TRAPPED COCK STRAINING AGAINST THE CAGE, MY LIPS MERE INCHES FROM HER GLORIOUS RED THATCH. THE SCENT OF HER AROUSAL DROVE ME CRAZY, BUT SHE HAD FORBIDDEN ME FROM TOUCHING HER IN ANY WAY. I WAS CRAZED WITH DESIRE TO TASTE HER, TO DIVE TONGUE FIRST INTO THE PUSSY I ADORED. I HAD PRETTY MUCH FORGOTTEN THAT DEISREE WAS DUE TO ARRIVE SOON WHEN MISS PAMELA BROKE MY REVERIE. “GO PEEK THROUGH THE EYEPIECE ON THE DOOR.” I ROSE STIFFLY AND WALKED TO THE DOOR. WHEN I LOOKED THROUGH THE HOLE, I SAW DESIREE STANDING BY THE RAILING LOOKING AT HER WATCH. SHE LOOKED WONDERFUL IN A FLOWERED SUNDRESS, WITH HIGH HEELED SANDALS, CARRYING A RATTAN PURSE, WEARING FLATTERING SUNGLASSES, WITH HER HAIR FRESHLY WASHED AND CURLING SEDUCTIVELY ONTO HER SHOULDERS. SHE LOOKED EVEN MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN SHE HAD IN THE STORE. IT WAS OBVIOUS THAT SHE WAS WAITING FOR THE CHANCE TO KNOCK ON THE DOOR AT PRECISELY SIX. “SHE’S STANDING OUTSIDE, WAITING TO BE PUNCTUAL, MISS PAMELA.” “LOVELY. GO, OPEN THE WINE. TWO GLASSES.” I WENT TO THE KITCHEN, GOT A BOTTLE OF CHILLED CHARDONNAY FROM THE FRIDGE AND SET OUT TWO GLASSES ON THE COUNTER. OBVIOUSLY I WOULD BE GETTING NONE. MISS PAMELA CONSULTED HER WATCH. “WAIT BY THE DOOR, TOMMY. IF SHE CAN BE PERFECTLY PUNCTUAL, WE CAN BE READY FOR HER.” I WAS BARELY CONSCIOUS OF BEING NAKED EXCEPT FOR THE CAGE ON MY COCK, DEISREE HAD SEEN ME ALMOST NAKED ALREADY AND KNEW I WAS MISS PAMELA’S SLAVE. I STOOD ONE STEP FROM THE DOOR HANDLE READY TO WELCOME HER. WHEN HER KNUCKLES RAPPED ON THE DOOR, I SNATCHED IT OPEN IMMEDIATELY. SHE REACTED WITH A SURPRISED LAUGH. “HELLO, TOMMY.” “HI DESIREE. WELCOME, YOU LOOK AMAZING.” “THANK YOU.” MISS PAMELA CALLED OUT, “WELCOME, MY DEAR COME IN AND HAVE A SEAT.” SHE PATTED THE COUCH NEXT TO HER. DESIREE HAD A SMALL DUFFLE THAT I HADN’T NOTICED THROUGH THE PEEPHOLE. “TOMMY BRING US SOME WINE.” “YES MISS PAMELA.” I POURED TWO GLASSES AND BROUGHT THEM TO THE WOMEN, SETTING THE GLASSES ON THE COFFEE TABLE BEFORE THEM. THEN I STEPPED BACK AND KNELT AT THE END OF THE TABLE. “NO WINE FOR TOMMY?” “HE’S HAPPY TO SERVE US, AREN’T YOU?” “YES, MISS PAMELA.” “I SEE YOU’RE STILL WEARING YOUR CHASTITY CAGE, IS IT FITTING PROPERLY?” “YES, IT FITS FINE UNLESS I START TO GET HARD.” “THAT IS THE POINT, ISN’T IT?” DESIREE RAISED AN IRONIC EYEBROW. MISS PAMELA LAUGHED WHILE TOSSING AN APPROVING LOOK TOWARD OUR GUEST. "WHY
Could you, or someone else, do me a favour and translate? Just curious
I KNELT AT MISS PAMELA’S FEET, MY TRAPPED COCK STRAINING AGAINST THE CAGE, MY LIPS MERE INCHES FROM HER GLORIOUS RED THATCH. THE SCENT OF HER AROUSAL DROVE ME CRAZY, BUT SHE HAD FORBIDDEN ME FROM TOUCHING HER IN ANY WAY. I WAS CRAZED WITH DESIRE TO TASTE HER, TO DIVE TONGUE FIRST INTO THE PUSSY I ADORED. I HAD PRETTY MUCH FORGOTTEN THAT DEISREE WAS DUE TO ARRIVE SOON WHEN MISS PAMELA BROKE MY REVERIE. “GO PEEK THROUGH THE EYEPIECE ON THE DOOR.” I ROSE STIFFLY AND WALKED TO THE DOOR. WHEN I LOOKED THROUGH THE HOLE, I SAW DESIREE STANDING BY THE RAILING LOOKING AT HER WATCH. SHE LOOKED WONDERFUL IN A FLOWERED SUNDRESS, WITH HIGH HEELED SANDALS, CARRYING A RATTAN PURSE, WEARING FLATTERING SUNGLASSES, WITH HER HAIR FRESHLY WASHED AND CURLING SEDUCTIVELY ONTO HER SHOULDERS. SHE LOOKED EVEN MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN SHE HAD IN THE STORE. IT WAS OBVIOUS THAT SHE WAS WAITING FOR THE CHANCE TO KNOCK ON THE DOOR AT PRECISELY SIX. “SHE’S STANDING OUTSIDE, WAITING TO BE PUNCTUAL, MISS PAMELA.” “LOVELY. GO, OPEN THE WINE. TWO GLASSES.” I WENT TO THE KITCHEN, GOT A BOTTLE OF CHILLED CHARDONNAY FROM THE FRIDGE AND SET OUT TWO GLASSES ON THE COUNTER. OBVIOUSLY I WOULD BE GETTING NONE. MISS PAMELA CONSULTED HER WATCH. “WAIT BY THE DOOR, TOMMY. IF SHE CAN BE PERFECTLY PUNCTUAL, WE CAN BE READY FOR HER.” I WAS BARELY CONSCIOUS OF BEING NAKED EXCEPT FOR THE CAGE ON MY COCK, DEISREE HAD SEEN ME ALMOST NAKED ALREADY AND KNEW I WAS MISS PAMELA’S SLAVE. I STOOD ONE STEP FROM THE DOOR HANDLE READY TO WELCOME HER. WHEN HER KNUCKLES RAPPED ON THE DOOR, I SNATCHED IT OPEN IMMEDIATELY. SHE REACTED WITH A SURPRISED LAUGH. “HELLO, TOMMY.” “HI DESIREE. WELCOME, YOU LOOK AMAZING.” “THANK YOU.” MISS PAMELA CALLED OUT, “WELCOME, MY DEAR COME IN AND HAVE A SEAT.” SHE PATTED THE COUCH NEXT TO HER. DESIREE HAD A SMALL DUFFLE THAT I HADN’T NOTICED THROUGH THE PEEPHOLE. “TOMMY BRING US SOME WINE.” “YES MISS PAMELA.” I POURED TWO GLASSES AND BROUGHT THEM TO THE WOMEN, SETTING THE GLASSES ON THE COFFEE TABLE BEFORE THEM. THEN I STEPPED BACK AND KNELT AT THE END OF THE TABLE. “NO WINE FOR TOMMY?” “HE’S HAPPY TO SERVE US, AREN’T YOU?” “YES, MISS PAMELA.” “I SEE YOU’RE STILL WEARING YOUR CHASTITY CAGE, IS IT FITTING PROPERLY?” “YES, IT FITS FINE UNLESS I START TO GET HARD.” “THAT IS THE POINT, ISN’T IT?” DESIREE RAISED AN IRONIC EYEBROW. MISS PAMELA LAUGHED WHILE TOSSING AN APPROVING LOOK TOWARD OUR GUEST. "WHY
I’m trying to find the original, but in the meantime, see if you can view raw text and copy and past it into here: https://morsecode.world/international/translator.html
edit: here you go