Very slowly I found my hands unbuttoning the last fasteners on Early's shirt which I was wearing. Letting it slide the rest of the way off my arms, I ...lowly sat up, reaching behind me as I did and unfastened my bra.Looking back, remembering, I have no idea why I did it. My life, my love, my marriage had disappeared from my mind. All I could see and feel was the compulsion to let the male animal before me, see how desirable the female before him was.Standing up I pushed my panties down, then I. Theconstriction around his throat had the predictable effect on his cock which wasnow fully and painfully erect. The noose tightened even more. His legs were nowso heavy it was an effort to move them at all. His trembling toescontinued to point towards the floor, but of course Jenny made sure he was hungjust a couple of tantalizing inches too high. Yes, it was only a matter ofinches. But those few inches were all the difference between life and death Theweight of his legs steadily tightened. She didn't know how to react to the offer being given to anotherMaster to perform the whipping. The waiters had seemed to be doing a good enoughjob, in her opinion. But as the man spoke, she knew to be a bit more afraid.He did not seem to be the gentle sort from the way he spoke. As Greg stood swishing the instrument of pain before him, James made thefollowing announcement. "Greg here has kindly agreed to assist the employees of this establishmentwith the disciplining of my slave Becca. Please. "Valerie pulled her wet hair away from her face. "Surprised isn't the word," she said. She wondered what he was doing there.He was dressed in his work uniform--dark-blue trousers stained with oil, and a blue denim workshirt. But he was also wearing a service station black bow tie, which she hadn't remembered him ever wearing before. And in his hands he gripped the neck of a bottle wrapped in a brown paper sack. She stared at him for several seconds, wondering why he had come. She didn't want to.