Stepping inside the hall was like stepping into a sultan's palace. Outside it may have been the epitome of restrained English Victorian architecture. ...nside it was elaborately decorated with sumptuous gilt carvings and silk drapes."So pleased you could come, Mr Lawrence, so pleased you could come," he beamed. "You'll take some tea?" He gestured to a room leading off of the entrance hall."That would be most welcome, your highness," I said glad to be out of the car and into somewhere warm and. .. you... drive?" said Thule slowly.Dawn was indignant, "I could take your car apart and put it back together in my sleep. Of course, I can drive." Fine," said Thule. He handed Dawn his keychain, "it's your big chance with the Batmobile, Robin. Wake me when we get near the city. I'll take over, then." Are you sure?"Thule shrugged, "If I try to drive, I'm probably going to fall asleep at the wheel."In the car, Dawn took a long time adjusting the seat and mirrors to her liking and steeling. Mom gasped, but Bec did too! She was sitting on the lounge craning her neck trying to see. “s*s, if you want a good look then come over here!” I hissed. She was beside me a flash, her sense of curiosity overwhelming everything else she may have been feeling. I had Mom wet enough that I could slip my tongue into Mom’s ass, and she groaned in approval.“Yes baby, that’s so fucking good! Tongue your slut’s tight little shit-hole, please!”If Bec was uncomfortable with the language we were using she. He took hold of my nipple rings and I could feel him pulling and twisting them, he loved to torture my nipples, hence why he had them ringed, he had asked me before if I had piercings and I told him how I hated them and thought they looked tacky. So he took upon himself to have my ears pierced 3 times with large gold hoops, both my nipples with large gold hoops, my belly button with a belly bar, my cock has a prince Albert, and he tells me there are more to come.He made sure to interrogate me.