She flashed a wide grin at the sight of Sally and the dog."Becky Thomas?" asked Sally."That's me. Come on in."Sally looked the tall slim blonde up and...down as she followed the woman inside. Sally admired the woman's short hair style and beautiful complexion. She also loved the sweet aroma of the woman's perfume. She wondered if the mongrel, Sam, was capable of appreciating such a fine dish."You've got a nice home," said Sally. Then she saw that the bedroom was just as nice. Everything was pink. Isn't there something else I can offer you? Don't you want to rape me, to use my body any way you like? I'll serve you any way you want, as often as you want, for as long as you want," I pleaded. "But don't make me a slave." You have nothing to bargain with, slave," he answered. "I can use you any way I want, as many times as I want, and still make you a slave. That's what being a slave is all about." I knew he was right. That was what I had to look forward to, I began to realize - constant,. She walked the grounds of the stately Edwardian manor, pushing through all the growth that had sprung up over the intervening years. Up close, you could see it was going to need a lot of work, clearing the grounds alone would be a mammoth undertaking. Why someone hadn’t done that, why the house had fallen into such disrepair, puzzled Kathy. Kathy loved the beauty of older things, Art Deco, Art Nouveau, people put thought into furnishings and houses back in the day. Kathy got back in her car. I confessed "yes, you looked very nice." My phone chimed again. "Meet me here" I went to the address. It was a hotel I knew near by. My phone chimed again with a room number. When I arrived at the door it was latched open. I entered and latched the door behind me. She was no were to be seen so I quickly started the recorder on my phone and proped it on the dresser facing the bed. She entered from the bathroom wearing a small corset and stockings. It was barely able to contain her huge tits..