I wiped my hands on her towel and went in to see what Amy needed help with. On the way I got the ladder out of the garage. When I went into the family...room Amy had a huge length of curtain material laid out across the floor and was busy measuring and cutting. She had a talent for decorating and worked freelance with a decorating firm in town that specialised in hotels and function rooms. “Don’t step on the curtain.” She said as I deftly sidestepped the area. “Could you take down the old. The elderly man who had purchased me for the night released me, and led me out by my leash to his room. In his room I was placed on the floor while he undressed. He then announced he needed to piss, and I was to accommodate him. "You may as well get used to this, you will be a urinal most of the time" he said. "Make sure that very little is spilt if you know what is good for you". I used my bound hands to guide his cock to my mouth, and did my best to regulate the flow to ensure that I was. She could not help the hiss of a breath as the sharp end sc****d along her skin.The light taps startled Becca, she had thought the remainder of her punishment was about to begin but this was a tease only and tormented the slave more mentally than physically. Still she squirmed and shook her head, showing all that she was more reluctant than her pleading had displayedThe audience was then treated to the sight of the cane travelling over the lower slopes of Becca's thrusting charms. There were. Iflashed Sally a look that simply said "why?" with my eyes. She read itclearly and smiled back innocently in return. Maybe having friends wasmore trouble than it was worth, I thought at last. "Darla, I'll be there!" "Are you sure you'll have enough time to make your mommy's dinner?" Sarahasked with sarcasm dripping from every word. "Yes Sarah," I replied. "And, thanks for your concern." Sally beganlaughing gleefully at my retort. I initially took her laughter assupport. The more I thought about.