Some of it is comical. But mum won't think so." In that?" The bloke's with a traveling circus." Oh my God! An acrobat?" No. Funnier. A vet. Large quad...upeds." You're right, Weena won't find it funny. Are you two okay?" Yes, quite fine. Winnie put us on to her advisor at Westpac. Have you made a decision yet?" It's got to be by Monday." Right. I'm going to get off and call mum." Fine. I'll leave here and get home."I packed up some papers, let the receptionist know that I was leaving and went out. Other than some occasional sounds over the fence when they were enjoying their backyard pool things were pretty much the way they had been.There were a few gaps caused by age in the seven-foot wooden fence separating their backyards and he was able to peek through when he heard swimming sounds to see the family enjoying a warm day. What did tickle his tool was that they were all naked. His view was very limited but what he saw stuck in his memory. Mom and daughter were blonde and very nicely. I need to act fast though. I let go of my death hold and squeeze the former Deputy Press Secretary’s desirable ass, lifting her coat up to her lower back. I bring my hands down to her crotch, unbutton her soaked pants and open her zipper. I yank them down her smooth legs and do the same to her lacy underwear, pulling them down to her ankles. Her lower body is now naked and her smooth, soft looking ass aches for my touch. I maneuver my right hand between her warm thighs, to her privates. I feel. She prayed for oblivion. For death. But neither of these escapes routes was to be made available to her.Vesta returned and indicated her approval of the bondage. She saw her victim's eyes wide with silent, desperate pleading. Gone for the moment were the hate and the rage. Fear was paramount. "It is rare that a new slave is so honoured by the Princess Karina," said Vesta sardonically. "You must consider yourself fortunate that it is her whip that you will feel first..."Isabel's mind reeled at.