Finally there was a form of stool on which I could kneel and bend forward, my stomach and chest supported, where I would receive my weekly canings. It...caused my buttocks to be raised and presented to Master, perfectly positioned for this purpose.The rest of the house had been very comfortably furnished with everything I could ever need, apart from the secrets held in that one bedroom no-one could have known that it was the home of a women being kept solely to serve a Master.6.I handed in my. She put on a tight fitting white vest top and a very short black denim mini skirt. .she also has a three quarter lenth jacket that she normally wears nothing underneath for when we go out flashing . That she put on.As soon as we got in the car stacy spread her legs wide and had her hand in her knickers rubbing her already soaking pussy. As we drove to the dogging spot stacy wanked off furiously and would let the passing truck and coach drivers get a good look at her stocking covered legs and. Reese, you should remember me. They hacked into the Bohemian Club security system together, remember?” For a moment, Mike remained skeptical, and then his face went from distrust to shock. “Angel Of Metal? Are you really the Angel Of Metal?” “Was the Castro Lead a dead end? Yes it’s me, and as you can see, we both found what we were looking for.” Mike gained a wide smile. “I can’t believe it, I honestly can’t believe it. We did the Bohemian Club job twelve years ago, you had to have been just a. I notice that Nikki is not wearing anything other than the coat. Upon entering, she lifts the coat part way up and I see her bare ass. I close the door and turn to face her. Before I could speak, Nikki grabs me by my shirt. Placing her finger on my lips, she says, "Carl, you will not speak or make a sound tonight. If you do there will be consequences to pay. Do you understand? Nod your head."Nodding my head yes, Nikki kisses my cheek as her hands rip my shirt open. Buttons fly in all directions.