Greg smiled and started to caress one of her breasts. ‘Uh…’ Fran murmured. She couldn’t recall what it was she’d been about to say. His care...ses were making it hard for her to think, and were turning her on again! She pushed him onto his back and began to caress and stroke him. Her lips moved down over his body and onto his penis. She loved how it felt to have his organ swell and grow in her mouth. ‘Goddddd!!!!’ Greg groaned. ‘My God, Fran!!! That feels fantastic!!!’ His hips began to rock.. Alison pursed her lips, blowing her a kiss. Lillian laughed, then fell silent when her eyes landed on the soldiers entering after us, and they lit up with lust. Umm, at least you brought a few rugged men to entertain me. We led our sluts deeper into the house, to our private suite in the east wing. Two bodyguards were posted at the entrance, and I paused to give them both a kiss and to grope their breasts. Both guards were beaming happily after my affections. In our spacious bathroom, Mary bent. .. we’ll see how you look when it’s done.” Faulkner’s eyes were scrutinised with sadistic relish by his audience, on their being fixated in a fearful focus upon the low, T shaped frame which beckoned his restraint. He could see the polished and sturdy apparatus was designed to accommodate its occupier in a kneeling position, facing the audience so as they may fully enjoy the expressions of the victim, this sadistic scenario guaranteed by a leather collar which lay upon a padded chin support at. He placed it back on the bed. “What’s wrong?”I closed my eyes and turned away. “I’m so sorry. This was wrong.”Silence, then, “What was wrong, beloved?”“I must wear the collar, not you. I must be the slave, not you! I’m so sorry, my Lord, forgive me.”Master Again: JamesI was stunned. I knew the human mind was complex, but we were clearly in what was, at least for me, uncharted territory.I smoothed her hair, then leaned down and kissed her forehead. She avoided my eyes, looking down.“Please, my.