Shanika became more aware of that she was completely naked and in restraints as the old housekeeper looked right at her, the gray haired negress's eye... slowly taking in the slave girl's nude body.They walked past her and she returned to her task. The negro girl knocked on one of the doors and looked Shanika up and down as they waited for an answer, there eyes met as the door opened.Helen was wearing a robe and had a towel around her hair. "Has it been a half hour already?" she asked. "Well. He spanked me and said we should go clean up. Most of the rest of the night was uneventful. We cleaned up, went out, had dinner… and started talking about ideas to role-play later that night. (And now, we fast forward to the fun bit!) After dinner, I assumed my role (NOTE: ROLE!) as the 17-year-old Princess Elena, with John taking the role of my faithful bodyguard/chauffeur. We chatted in these roles as we went and got ice cream from a local parlor- he got Double Chocolate and Cake Batter, I. I know its not my wife, hell its my mother in law. The massive tits and the smell of her perfume is pretty clear. "I know you love her, just want to make sure you get what you need" The room is pitch black, I hit the very dim light to see if we are alone. We are alone. My mother in law is a pretty woman and well built. She has chest so big her bras are custom made. Not some Dr built chest, its real. She is blond and now from what I see blond on the bottom as well. She kisses me and it feels. His lover and the sweet smell of lavender in her hair, all gone. Dahlia stands over him with the muzzle of a revolver pointed at his head. “Get up!” she barks.Hondo raises to his elbows. “What is this, Dahlia? I don’t have anything to take, unless you want some tokens to the White Exes.”“Keep your fuckin’ perv money. Get the fuck up, I won’t ask again.” She shakes the pistol at him.Hondo takes a breath and stands, unnerved by her threats. “What now?” he asks with a sneer. “Show me!” “Show.