I removed the collar and ankle hobbles. She did not move until I told her to follow me. She followed me into the dungeon even though she had a little ...ear showing in her pretty face. I let her stand for a minute taking in the whole dungeon. As she looked around her eyes became wide wondering what a lot of the equipment was used for. She tried but could not keep from shaking wondering what pain she would have to endure to please her Master. She looked at me. Master? Speak slave Pam. Where does. "Don't worry – I'm not done," she whispered. Taking a step back, Mrs. Bustle yanked at the knot between her breasts and let the towel fall to the floor. She watch her victim's eyes and enjoyed the lustful grin that crossed his face.Damian had seen her in the skimpiest of bikinis, but to see her completely naked was a real treat. He'd jacked off to such women between the covers of the swankiest men's magazines, but to see a woman, up close, so perfect formed, was staggering. Her breasts were the. " Right then. We'll start by getting you out of your foot correctors andnight corset."It really wasn't much of a relief to be out of either of them! I couldnow only stand on tip-toe in any case and my body was now so moulded bymy corsetry that a few minutes without wasn't any joy at all. My backmuscles were now rather weak as they never had anything to support and myfoot treatment meant that if I wanted to run away, I would have to wear 4inch heels to do it. I really was trapped.Not only that,. She was the 20-something redhead his dad was currently dating.Rachel, already pink with embarrassment, reddened further."I didn't mean that to sound accusatory," Michael cautioned. "I just thought that she and Dad were..." He shrugged, not wanting to embarrass his mom even more. How do you reconcile with a man who has cheated on you with two of your friends, he thought? Two that he knew about, anyway. And with the three additional women during the 16-month separation period, Michael had little.