‘It is said he is particularly diabolical in his treatment of female prisoners. And I’ve heard he is quite a formidable maitre des armes.’ ‘We...l, I don’t know about his swordsmanship, but most of the tales of pirate exploits are highly exaggerated, Madame. My guess is that if this Renoir exists at all he is probably a filthy brute who has merely benefited from bonne chance so far. When his luck runs out he will end up on the gallows like all the rest.’ ‘Well, as I said, hanging is too good for. The nylon of her tights felt different, different to the velvet of his jeans but equally as erotic. I continued to caress her thigh as she moved closer and began to kiss my neck. Her breath was warm, her breathing hard, she’d not just come over to taste my Bolognese!!! I suggested we go upstairs, we get out the oil and I rub his back. Maybe he’d want to slide his stiff cock between my cleavage, maybe he’d want me to lick his shaft, maybe he’d want to cum over my tits, maybe he’d want to give. .” She trailed off suddenly blushing. “Could I play with the two of you while you keep going? I don’t want you to stop, but I have never even seen a naked man up close. I would like to watch and be able to touch and explore his body ... and yours,” she added shyly.“I know Master won’t object. You’re one of his pets, but if you wish to play with my body, I expect you to tell me why. Your shyness is adorable, but Master will teach you to always be honest with your desires. So little one, why do. It seems that dressing in lingerie wasn't enough for her, she wanted to see him in a wig and makeup.While dressing in lingerie was definitely out of his comfort zone, this newest suggestion went way beyond what he was prepared to do for his lady love. This was unknown territory because after all, he was one hundred percent heterosexual and knew nothing about makeup.He smiled as he recalled her reaction to his dressing up to honour her request. The sight of him in a bra, panties, garter belt,.