Next to it a robust oak table covered with assorted BDSM paraphernalia including bondage mitts and cuffs, nipple clamps, speculums, floggers, butt plu...s, spanking paddles and a strap on dildo. Some of the items were still covered with the shit, piss and blood of their previous victims. The cellar was atmospherically lit by half a dozen candelabras, whose long candles had been assiduously set alight by the Servant. A squat, bulky and powerful man with a shaven head, dressed in a white shirt with. ’ The words were like a slap in his face. ‘Sure,’ Trent said quietly. ‘Come on in.’ The girls and I pushed past him and I started hoarding knick-knacks and books off the shelves. ‘Can you guys take these to the car?’ I asked Jenny and Monica. ‘I gotta grab some stuff. I’ll be ok,’ I added. Trent, assuming it was okay because I wasn’t going to be doing any heavy lifting, decided the last statement wasn’t suspicious. ‘So what are you all dressed up for?’ He said after they left. ‘Just going to a. None of his labourers had ever heard of that before. I was standing with the labourers wives and one whispered in my ear. ‘Setting your sights, Missy?’ I must confess dear diary that I blushed. However she went on to say. ‘He’s a good’un. You’ll not do better. It will be much happier round here as well with him as Master. We knew that the first time he came down here. The cottages were in a bad way. He spoke to Alfie and suggested that if the men did the work, he would provide the materials and. "He was looking at me as he finished speaking, wondering nervously if his wish to complete the homosexual act would affect my willingness to keep fucking him for the duration of the trip. But I had already signaled my consent, make that almost my demand, the previous evening and once again a few minutes earlier.Mike spread his legs on the bed and Roy hovered between them, eyes focused on the cock just inches from his mouth. He had already had that piece of meat between his lips just moments.