To be honest the changing room was what could only be described as a communal Victorian swimming bath changing room. Not entirely sure what was expec...ed, Steff explained that most men took off all there clothes and covered up with a towel. Whilst the ladies tended to wear some sort of sexy lingerie, or equally sexy outfit.Tom and I were now stripped, towels round waist and raring to go. I’d just watched Steff strip and redress in a crotch less body stocking.. and my cock was already trying to. I was looking for the screw still and they were just looking around and at me of course. I also took a good look at both of them. One guy was black the other was a red head. Both good looking. I am very much into black guys....I eventually asked them to see if they could help me find the screw and they of course helped for a while. Then the black guy joked and said since they can't find the screw they could screw me back at his place. Well, I thought about it and thought about what my. Ryan placed the necklace around my throat. I said, “Oh, Fred. It's beautiful! And it's too much. You shouldn't have spent so much!” Ryan said, “But I love you, my dear, and my wife shall have the best on Christmas Day.” “Oh, Fred. I love you so... but not just for this!” I replied. Ryan continued, “I know, my dear! I know.” Then we hugged romantically until we heard Scrooge knock on the door. This should have been a tender moment between loving newlyweds. So this time I tried something. "Coming?"She wasn't too sure about my methods, but finally curiosity and the chance to turn the tables on her pushy boyfriend won out and she followed me into the house.I wasted no time taking them through the hidden door in the pantry and down the stone stairs to my dungeon. She stood in the middle of the room, gawking at the fixtures, machines, tools, and toys neatly arrayed around her, eyes wide with shock and wonder, while I replaced Josh's handcuffs with padded shackles that were suspended.