When I returned he was on his knees kissing her boots his rock hard cockdangling between his legs."Ah Davina....good....stand up slave...." she comman...ed."Davina help my new slave put on her new panties."I thrilled as he blushed bright red at what she was going to make him do.Almost reluctantly he let me kneel and offer the knickers for him to stepinto. I then slipped them up his legs noticing as I did that they werehairless, I wondered if he shaved? I pulled them snugly into placenoticing they. .. Wow. I feel like Howard Carter looking into Tutankhamun’s tomb for the first time.” That went right over Amber’s head. It must have showed in her expression, because Wendy elaborated, “King Tut.” “Oh, okay. Do you think they’re that old?” “They could be. Some of these characters almost look like a transition between Arabic and Hieroglyphs. Can I take some pictures?” Amber bit her lip, not sure if that was a good idea. “I don’t know.” “I only want to show them to someone at the museum. He’s. Pushed they may, but it is not their nature.Well, I am not going to come up with the answers by myself. I see big cloud formations off in the distance. Looks like some storms coming in. Which reminds me that in the almost year b**st and I have been here there has been no severe storms. I need to ask about that. There seems to be evidence of severe storms in the jungle, though.I stand and look around. I see some dolphins off in the distance and wonder if they are the same ones I have. It would be only an experiment.”He nodded.In the next few days we planned everything. I have a house in the suburbs, with a large basement. We bought all the equipment: a large, steel armchair, leather straps, etc.He came to my place one weekend. He had his medical suitcase with him. We went down to the basement early in the morning. We agreed in that it was best for me to strip naked, because of the sweat, vomit, etc. It wasn’t cold in the basement, yet I got goosebumps as I stood stark naked.