She came back with a mixed dozen ofwhites and reds, depositing them on the corner kitchen bench and puttinga couple of whites in the fridge. She shrug...ed a little ruefully atChris' raised eyebrow and unspoken question. "Well I thought it would save a few trips and keep us in booze for thenext week or so." She poked a tongue out at Chris bemused headshake andexasperated, if somewhat exaggerated, sigh. They both laughed as Chrishanded her the opener for the pre-chilled one she held. A final. Jack stepped back and reared back to punch when he looked up... and kept looking up... Geez, this guy was huge. He was easily six inches taller than Jack, and he had muscles where Jack didn't even have skin. Jack pulled back, and spoke. "You..." he stopped; his voice had come out as more of a squeak. He took a breath, and this time he spoke in a deep voice that he hoped sounded more macho. "You better get out, mister. And stay out!"The guy was steaming mad. He didn't look like he had any. Both Jenny and I noticed, at first she was a littleembarrassed, but Greg soon grabbed her hand and put iton his cock, and told her that tonight her was going tofuck her for all she’s worth. She would submit to allthe men’s desires, as that was what we agreed to beforethe meeting. Jenny just looked at me and gave me the wickedestnervous smile. We finished our drinks and hopped into the car, I toldJenny to get in the back with Greg for the drive to thehotel, while driving I could tell. "First, we should discuss her conditions." Mistress, I see clearly ye are not the usual type of woman to hold the title of Lady. Ye have behaved badly. And no lady I ever heard of would brook the way I have spoken to ye in the time since I saw ye fornicating on the ground, like an animal. But I must ask how it can be that a servant girl can set conditions on what her mistress demands of her." To answer that, I must tell you a story," said Penelope.She told him the same story she'd told Cynthia..