Big bosoms were the one thing their figures had in common other then similar heights of 5'6". Otherwise, the bodies were very different. Jane was trim...and athletic. Her curves were sexy, but muscular and her breasts appeared way too large for her figure. Patty was trim also, but she was softer and curvier then Jane with larger buttocks and more jiggle to her body when she walked.Patty's naked body was still dripping water as she walked towards their pile of clothes and the bag poor Professor. Sssssure", the clerk stuttered. With obvious shaking hands, the young man lifted the clamps up and held them in front of my wife's now hard nipples.I took a step back and appeared to study the picture for a bit, before I replied, "I'm still not sure if they'll look right. Slut, undo your blouse and pull your tits out of your bra for me." I purposefully emphasized the word 'slut', and looked at her very pointedly. Her head snapped up and she looked at me with a shocked look on her face. She was. I stripped down, standing there with my shorts around my knees. Then, she came back into the bedroom from the bathroom.I watched her and stroked my hard dick as she came in wearing only a towel wrapped around her body. I had left the closet door open just a crack but wanted a better view, so I opened it just a little more. My shorts were still down to my knees and I fondled my balls with one hand while stroking my aching dick with the other.As Mum stood beside the bed she tossed the towel on. Ropes hung from one station, the next had a St. Andrews Cross, then a spanking bench, massage tables, and others just had manacles hanging from the walls. Men and women, dressed in various leathers that left them half-naked, sat in chairs or move through the room. The women all had collars or chokers about their necks, head lowered. Some of the sex slaves were as young as me, others older, mothers with their daughters.I swallowed, my mouth growing dry as I was led into the center. People looked.