Sometimes all pets were out and instructed to do the kinkiest of things, whatever they fancied we carried out mostly willingly. There were occasions ... was forced to do things I did not want to at all but I got through them. Most of it was very exciting and pleasurable though. The anticipation and being locked up made me burn for attention. Within days I was begging to be allowed to maybe suck the mistress’ feet clean or lick the master’s asshole just so that I may be let out if for only a. She was! So we exchanged details, along with my address so that she could give it to a friend for safety and after a few false alarms (things happened) she was on her way. Arriving at my door in a long sexy coat, she gave me no clue what she was wearing below. I offered to take her coat, and she dropped it off her shoulders to reveal a nice cute dress, shoulders exposed and just long enough not to be slutty. After some pleasantries we moved to the sofa. I soon moved in for a kiss. Her beautiful. Call Bill now and cancel? When she had planned a special evening? She needed to get the car seen to, but she was really counting on a romantic evening with Bill, to get his engine running. He had been less attentive since getting laid off, which she understood, but still that “trophy husband” comment, he had been practically platonic! At thirty-five, Patricia’s sexuality was in full bloom. Even before Bill, she knew she liked sex. She had already given guys blow jobs and had had vaginal. I had the anal plug wrapped in a cloth in my purse. Despite the weather the parking lot was crowded, but I managed to find a spot not too far from the entrance so I wouldn't get soaked. I do have an umbrella but given, my assignment, I didn't want to have to be thinking about keeping track of too many things. As I went in I grabbed a cart, so I would have something to hold on to. I wandered up and down the aisles for a while, I wanted to find the rope on my own without having to ask someone..