. Well I'm sitting at my dressing table and my boots are draped over the bed. They are very, very tall and they lace all the way up over my knees almo...t to my shaved crotch. They are made of black calfskin but they look like patent leather due to the high polish given to them by one of my other slaves. Yes Jason, there are others. If you choose to accept what I offer you later tonight that will become clearer to you. Jason you aren't playing with yourself are you?" "Nnnnno, Mistress," I. At least it felt like hours. I had no way to know what time it was or how far I had traveled. My compass spell kept me going in a consistent direction and only the growing hunger in my gut suggested how long I had been walking.I stumbled into a clearing and found a campsite with an erected tent. The fire was reduced to embers, and several items around it suggested someone was in the tent, asleep. If I was right about the occupants of this pocket dimension, then I was sure the occupant was a. ”Matt unscrewed the lid to the bottle and squeezed the thick lube onto the tip of Tom’s cock right at his peehole. Matt picked up the thinness steel rod and after spreading some more lube onto it, lined it up with the opening of Tom’s cock. “Ready dude?” Matt asked. “Yeah go for it” Tom replied. Matt slowly pushed the rod into Tom’s cock. “Wow I feel it going in” Tom said. “Stop, stop” Tom told Matt grabbing his hand to stop him from putting the rod in more. “Do you want me to take it out?”. The place was meticulously decorated and cared for and had a history dating back to before the Civil War, like the rest of the area. The circuitous route from Newark, Delaware, to the B&B resulted in numerous stops because of fascinating antique shops along the way. The early stop was also dictated by the mutual desire of the lovers to unite again – several times – before dinner.The lovers stayed at the B&B two nights before moving on. On the intervening day, when they weren’t in bed making.