It contained a matching white set of skimpy underwear. With nervous fingers she unhooked and removed her bra. Next she worked on the snap and zipper o... her shorts. Bill couldn't believe his good fortune when he saw Maria lower her shorts instead of first covering her exposed breasts. Once again one of her cone shaped tits came into view as she bent to lower her shorts over her tight butt. Once they cleared the swelling of her hips and passed her thighs they dropped to a heap around her ankles. “You’re right. She wasn’t … isn’t. There have been a few. More than five, less than ten, over the years.”Allison noted that Lionel was standing with his hands clasped behind his back. “All, can I say, professional relationships?”“Yes,” Lionel paused. “Of course, if you wish…” He made to reach inside his jacket, looking for his wallet.Allison was taken aback, she had not imagined for a moment that Lionel would offer to pay her but of course, she reasoned, he might well have thought the contract. And all, herfavorite color, black. On the floor was a short table. Handcuffs wereattached to each of the four legs. Her bed was a heavy 4 poster, withstraps and cuffs hanging off the posts. One look at the place made mescared. I turned to look at her.She was smiling. "Ready for some fun?" she said and smiled more..."I don't know. I'm not sure," I said."It's all for show. About the only things I use are the fucking tableand the bed. Oh, and occasionally some of the clothing. Let me show. Both slave boys had exceptionally well developed tongues with a row of studs down the middle and alternating studs and rings along the edges and five rings in both their upper and lower lips. Any thought that Tom had that this was going to be a gay show was dispelled by those tongues.Pam offered, kind of off the cuff, that both the slave boys were Carl’s sons from two of his daughters who were breeding mares at a nearby slave-breeding farm. Carl stated that if his mother had access to the.