I comply because it’s what I want to do. Whatever John has in mind, I want to experience it.I watch, cuffed and with black stockings under my dark b...ue dress, as John dresses. He’s already packed his suitcase and is all ready to go. Except first he brings out the spreader bar. “On all fours on the bed,” he says.I comply. It’s obvious to me that John won’t be getting the benefit of this himself, but clearly he’s turned on by this anyway. The bar is fixed between my ankles, forcing my legs apart.. " Good enough," I smiled, taking the purple monstrosity and looking for a changing room as she clapped her hands and squealed. The customers who'd looked askance at us earlier now stared in open bewilderment as they watched me take the dress into the room and close the door.After quickly shucking my clothes -- freeing my erection -- I pulled the dress over my head, sucking in my belly the best I could as I negotiated my arms into the proper holes. Fortunately it had been made for a larger woman. She seemed lost in some other place. She was murmuring about how incredibly wonderful her orgasm had felt, that she'd never experienced anything so fantastic before... how this was so close to her ultimate fantasy!Hey, we hit the jackpot! This was it! Now, knowing what her fantasy was, I could bring it into reality! I just had to pin down what she meant exactly when she'd said, "close" to her ultimate fantasy! I knew, from my previous visit, that the owner of the club would help in any way he. I don’t feel very ‘safe’ when I’m around Kate. What do you mean by ‘safe’?”“You’re safe. You’ll tell her she’s pretty. You won’t laugh at her or make fun of her. You won’t make crude comments about her. You won’t call her names. You won’t tell her that she’s a tease for making you hard by sitting on your lap and not wanting to go any further. You won’t tell her that she’s a slut because she likes what it feels like when her boobs push up against your chest. You won’t touch her in places that.