Each booth was a semi-circle, and all of them faced what appeared to be a stage. The only thing on the platform was a golden metal bed.We were led to ...he center booth where King Carl Gustaf greeted us. “Please join me. We’ll want to have a few drinks before the show begins.”As Agnes scooted into the booth and slid around until she was near the King, I noticed that as she moved she somehow managed to pull her skirt up until her sex was almost visible.Shortly a bottle of vodka appeared with a. .her......husband. No, that cannot betrue I am meerly her maid. I present the coffee as she seats herself onthe couch."What is your name?" Maid Sixty-nine." Not David?"Her eybrows raise in question, but I struggle to understand what shemeans."No Mistress I am Maid Sixty-nine and I am yours to command."Her frown disappears and she visibly relaxes."Well at least now you have a purpose in my life, all be it a submissiveone," she smirks.She picks up a near by phone and dials a number."Could you. ‘I belong to you Daddy,’ she said in a whisper. He nodded as his fingertips slid between her legs and parted the folds of her glistening sex. He smirked up at her as his fingers became immediately moistened by pre-existing desire. Her throat made the slightest moaning sound as she bit her bottom lip trying to keep quiet as he slid his fingers back and forth across her clit. With his other hand he grabbed the back of her leg and pulled it out so that her stance was spread out for easier access.. She wasn't ready and was more than uncomfortable being so visible when she had various toys inserted, hadn't been able to shower and had a shadow of hair growth in her intimate areas.At Eva's hesitation, the man muttered something to someone and the next thing Eva knew she was forced onto her knees, her wrists cuffed behind her, her face pushed down into the carpet so as her arse and cunt were exposed. Her legs were forced open so she showed her full indecency to the men in the room, however.