Stephanie looked down. Her nipples had been hard for what seemed like hours. She frowned as her boobs dropped when they were freed from the minimal su...port that the top gave them. Please don't let someone want the elevator, she silently wished."Very nice," Darren whispered as he traced his finger around one nipple. "So, now that we are away from prying ears, perhaps you'd like to answer my questions."Stephanie looked over at Darren. He really wanted her to say those things. "Which questions?". Jenny watched Steve cross the room and open what looked like a drinks cabinet.It wasn't a drinks cabinet. It contained hand cuffs, dildos, whips, canes andleather and metal implements she couldn't even name. Steve returned with a bottle, a small bag and a riding crop. Jenny actually felt grateful it had not been some of the other implements(at least not yet, anyway) The bag contained sprung clothes pins, a red candle and a cigarette lighter.Steve laid out his new 'toys' on table, and. I was determined to go into the situation really prepared. Then I went out and bought, like, a gallon of lube and a strap-on that suited me. But seriously. Lube.Woman B: Just lube. It was an extremely smooth, small dildo. It was the size of, like, maybe two tampons together, or maybe even only one. It wasn't that big.Woman C: Took our time! Regular foreplay, lots of stimulation, fingering to loosen things up. It was important that he was really turned on beforehand. Were there any challenges. The attire for the white male servants was recently changed. They had to wear a black tuxedo vest only with a little red bowtie which was hooked on a leather neck ring. There was a clasp where a chain other apparatuses could be hooked or attached. Last but not least was the metal chastity tubes the white men all wore and was completely visible for everyone to see. Each tube had a forty-five degree curve on the tube itself. The head of the penis poked thru the end. A handcuff like ring that.