I told Ben, and at first I didn't understand, but it turned him on. He even asked me to show him what I did. When I realized he was getting off on thi..., I feigned anger, but said okay when he gave me his pout face.I first had to put on my bra and panties and put on my work clothes. He wanted a complete reenactment. I opened the drapes and spent some time looking at the sky. I took off my top and skirt and did what I had done earlier. I walked around for about ten minutes. Ben was lying in bed. “I'll love you as much as them,” Cherry moaned, her pussy molten on my cock. “I won't let Blossom or Midnight hurt you. I'll love you and care for you. You'll be my favorite pet.”I grunted, teeth clenched against the rising orgasms, my balls building towards another explosion. Over her shoulder, I could see some of the men from the village. They were the other faeries pets, begging to serve them, accepting the whips and flails.“Keep whipping me, Mistress,” moaned one strapping man, kneeling. She is in a close-meshed fishnet bodysuit, leaving her breasts, her buttocks and her pubis visible, which is under her chastity belt; she is barefoot with a small chain around each ankle and another chain attached to her nipples, held by small clamps that can be worn for a long time, which don't tighten hard.To see her walking on the gangway so erotically acclimatised, playing to excite me for her pleasure by walking on tiptoes while arching; makes my clit swell in her cage, which fills her up. I didn't need a lot of horsepower, just enough to get on the internet and print out some lyrics and scores for songs we were interested in. I can't count the number of hours Fran and I scoured the sources for possible additions to our repertoire. Occasionally we'd try a song out just sitting at the computer to see if we could manage it. It was a good way to weed out the ones that we wouldn't be able to handle.It took a couple of weeks of trial and error, not to mention practice, to come up with.