"Sorry to neglect you, Tiffany. I was just surveying the Dungeon. Every home should have one downstairs, don't you think?" "Mistress please!" Jane... then uncoiled the whip, and displayed it to Tiffany. "Shall we start again?" Janet asked. This time, she concentrated on Tiffany's sex and behind. The tip would bury itself between Tiffany's opened legs, making her shake and rattle her chains. Tears flowed onto her cheeks, and her makeup ran leaving lines of color. But it was her behind. Food would be served at ‘normal times’ by the butler and the women would probably not see daylight for the full seven days. He decided to forgo the first whipping saying “they had both suffered overnight,” and with that he swept out, leaving me to release the desperate ladies for toileting, each in turn then sitting in her chains relieving their leg strain, to await breakfast or his lordship whichever came first. The butler soon appeared with breakfast, he delivered mine to my alcove, Roses. Then Kevin lifted his saying."Mine have seams and I'm wearing a fuchsia thong and a white bra." Afterhe looked again to see if the coast was clear. Kevin lifted the side ofhis T to show me his bra. It was simple and delicate and quite becomingon him. It also looked like it was comfy to wear. But then, it just sortof struck me that way. I didn't really know for sure if it was or not."Ok -- call me dense. I still don't see why the long faces?" "God Bobby.Aren't you the least bit disgusted with. .."From inside the chamber, a staff was thrust with a muttered curse at the door. It swung closed just as fast as it had opened. The walls rang like a gong.The Mage Q'yros turned away from the door with a frustrated grunt and thumped his staff hard against the floor once, briefly adding to the still echoing reverberations.He leaned heavily on the end of the staff, breathing hard for a few moments longer. Even the one spell to move the door had taken a lot from him. His body's physical age was.