” “Fair’s already been paid,” he told me and went ahead to open the car door. I slid inside, the skirt too short to keep my bum cheeks from to...ching the cool leather, but I managed to stifle my treacherous gasp. * As houses and cars rushed by, I thought back to the beginning of the morning. Waking up had been a mortifying moment, with an elegant-as-ever Cordelia and a smug Monica back in regular clothes, both giggling while my beloved poked my bare breast with her big toe. The living room. "It's from Sharon, next door," she said as she began to read."'Dear Suzi and Tony, ' she says, 'I saw the two of you having such wonderful sex the other afternoon through your bedroom window from mine, I just wanted you two to know how exciting it was to watch. It has given me many wonderful climaxes of my own as I've imagined myself there with the two of you.'"And it's signed, "Thanks, Sharon." Wow, we have a fan, huh?" I said laughing.But Suzi wasn't amused, saying, "'I've imagined myself. "I'm in the dungeon master."He entered the dungeon, his face showing the surprise he felt at seeing the, formerly, timid and self effacing slave, naked, bound to a cross and, when he approached and saw the instruments on the table, ready for her mutilation.He looked at her plum, attractive nude body. Her clitoris, covered by its hood of flesh protruded from her pussy, right at the top of her slit.He grasped it, through its hood, with his index and thumb, pinching it uncomfortably."Why are you. I wanted to get to know him. I couldn't imagine anything he said could have shocked me. "I'm looking for a woman to help me with something I need to do. And I don't have a lot of time to do it in. I used to have a career in the military, to give you a brief background, many years ago I was involved in an explosion and I got shrapnel injuries. One of those fragments is deep inside me and it's moving, not all the time but slowly it's getting deeper, it can't be removed and when it goes deep.