He grabbed my money and led me up the stairs to a room. There was a single bed, a wash table with a pitcher with water in it and bowl next to the pitc...er. There was one chair in the room. This was not the Hilton, but I guess it will do.“Where do I go to relieve myself?” I asked him“There is a privy out back to use.”I put my bow and arrows and practice stuff under the bed, locked the door and went back down the stairs. For dinner, I had some type of stew with bread and some god-awful tasting. I wiped my mouth and asked, ?Was that OK? He lay back and replied, ?Wait till I catch my breath and I will show you how ‘OK’ that was.? I sat back on my haunches, wincing as my poor tormented sphincter slightly stretched. He stood up and walked into another room without comment. When he came back, he threw a set of leather manacles and a leather collar on the floor before me. ?You can either put these on, or you can leave.? He said ?if you put them on, you are my toy for the rest of the. She only lived about an hour way so I excepted the offer. Jumping forward ....... There I am pulling up to her townhouse and nervous as hell. A knock on the door, she answers, hair pulled back in a pony tail, hardly any make-up, a tight tank top showing off her big titties, lots of cleavage and a tight pair of jeans. By all account, this was a woman, curves like one, titties with lots of cleavage, pretty, long auburn hair, sounds like a woman and OMG had and ass like one. As she lead the way. It would be a great place from which to write. She knocked and a woman, much too large for her bikini, came to the door. She didn’t look beach-friendly. ‘Yes?’ ‘Are you the owner of this property?’ ‘Co-owner but sorry lady, we don’t rent.’ ‘I might be a keen buyer.’ The eyes of the fatigued-looking dyed blonde narrowed. ‘Come in. My husband could be interested, I certainly am. After the kids left the place looking like shit yesterday we talked about selling.’ The sale and purchase agreement was.