It was a nice set-up. Nemetodunum was well furnished, and Ken hadn't been in some of the rooms since they'd moved in. He and Eric had hunted around th... rooms for some comfortable furniture and moved it in earlier, but had left the bondage furniture spread around for "The Pros" to arrange. There were some chairs and couches collected from various other rooms in the mansion and it looked quite comfy; plus there was a small refrigerator, and Ken had even discovered an actual wet bar set-up behind. Steve pounded hard into me, stopped and kept his monster dick inside of me holding me tight, firmly, impaling me on him. Steve pulled me close to his mouth whispered to me ‘I saw you performing baby. . ‘ Slowly he pulled out of me till the only the head of his cock was in me then violently slammed back into me, I gasped and almost screamed. ‘everyone saw you performing. . . . . but that’s all you are to them. . *SLAP*POUND*SLAP. . . is a fucking performer. . . . ‘ he said. Steve’s large hand. Crouching down slightly enabled her to drop the gathered up garment over his head. The satin gown, surprisingly heavy, dropped around his waist. She was on her knees, pulling the skirt in place over the crinolines, her hands fluffing petticoats until the skirts were smooth. Standing behind him she watched as he followed her instructions. The bodice of the gown hung down over the front of the skirt. He found the sleeves, despite his shaking hands. Ingrid gathered up the open back pulling. She was a newly recruitedofficer to the force. Pete knew her from the fact that he worked inforensics, he never had any interaction with her though. He only noticedher from afar, only being introduced to her once when she started.Normal beat cops usually never had a reason to speak with forensics.Looking down Pete saw Cheryl's chest standing out inside of her blueuniform. The entire uniform was tight and restrictive compared to theprevious girl's dresses and naked forms. Cheryl had a nearly.