‘We’ve got 20 minutes before my next clinic starts, I don’t want to be interrupted’ she explained.I continued to focus on the ground as she we...t on.‘Do you have any idea how hard it is being a woman in this profession?’Again I stayed silent.‘It’s still the “boys own club” it always was, with the pathetic innuendo and leching, plus the constant rumours that I’ve slept my way to the top. I’m at the top because I’ve worked harder than anyone, I’ve sacrificed half my life to get here. Do you have. Instead of a chime or bell, it made a whole bunch of sounds which I later learned was the doorbell from the Munsters TV show. All I really remember is thinking how neat it sounded. In a few seconds the door was opened - by a witch! Well, she was really dressed like a witch - a really good costume. She was all in black with a tall, pointed black hat with a wide brim. She was wearing pointed toe shoes and red and white striped socks. She was holding a broom in one hand and a big, black cat was. Rebecca has her ankles tied with a rough rope and she is kneeling on the ground. A chain around her neck keeps her from getting up. She has been in this position for over an hour. Max and his daughter Fanny are seated in two comfortable armchairs and having tea. Erika and Martha are on their knees between their legs; Martha is the blonde Rebecca met when she arrived on the island. They activate to bring their owners to orgasm, who in turn seem completely indifferent to their efforts.“What do. She would smile and bat her eyes at me from time to time, and I loved that. Once again, she took me home with her when she got off work. We were practically tearing each others clothes off and kissing so passionately. With the way she chewed and sucked on my bottom lip, I didn't think there would be anything left. I loved the way her tongue felt as it danced inside of my mouth, when the tips of our tongues met, I became so aroused. The two of us kissing and groping each other made my cock grow.