Panting open-mouthed she tugged and twisted at her stiff nipples.Pierre looked on, impassive and unmoved. Zora pushed Yelitza away and swayed up to th... bars, dangerously close, sinking slowly to her knees before Pierre. She brushed her nipples with her thumbs, looking him boldly in the eyes, and then sucked lasciviously at her fingers, churning her wet tongue between them until they glistened moistly.“Tell me what you want to do to me” she breathed. He leant against the cell wall with an. It was a black slip and an ivory blouse withlots of lace. He put them on, then picked up the pastel green skirtand put it on. He put on the matching jacket and noticed the scarf, necklace, clip-on earrings and bracelet. He put it all on andwent back into the living room. He said, "This is awful formal isn't it? Are we in for a specialoccasion?" Sarah said, "I picked up three steaks for you to make on thegrill. Stick three good sized potatoes in the oven to bake and makethree salads. We are. He replied back, he said he was a bottom, loved being dominated and he had a speedo. I promised I’d dominate him, he promised to wear his speedo.It wasn’t 10 minutes later and there was a knock at my hotel door. I looked through the peep hole and there he was, Beefcake.I opened the door to my hotel room, Beefcake was huge. I’m 6 foot, Beefcake was half a foot taller, twice as wide and probably nearly twice my weight – all of that in muscle. He was wearing jeans and a button up white dress. And it’s better start now.***Vic woke up on his king-size four post bed after a well-received slumber. It was his first night inside the mansion he sought years to buy, located in the inners of some place at Europe. The almost-Victorian place he dreamed to spend the rest of his life, spending his well-earned money and resting from his outside life.Not only a place for living, he wanted a place to host all his friends. Not just ‘friends’ in the sense of friendship. But it’s like he says, ‘bed.