There she was. 30-years old of glorious beauty, 20-years my junior. I was blessed with god genes, was athletic and fit, but even then seeing her beaut... each time gave me pause. And she was totally and completely mine. My dick hardened. She couldn’t say anything at the moment so I walked up to her.The workmanship (and I’m not being anti-woman since the work could have been done by a woman) was superb.She was constrained by a series of ropes from the ceiling. She had a full leather hood over her. On the rug was Molly, laying naked on her back. Her hands were tied behind her head, making her breasts prominently displayed on her chest. There was a thin piece of rope wrapped around her thigh and shin, effectively making each leg unable to straighten. This made her pussy open and available as her bound legs were pushed back and out. In her mouth was a bandana, muffling her sounds of protest. Her pussy was shaved and I could see moisture glistening on her pussy lips. Andrea was right, she. We all turned and looked at each other wondering what to do next. The Cowardly Lion was trying to hide behind the Scarecrow who was scratching his head and looking puzzled at our situation."Don't look at me!" he cried as he stroked his tail nervously, "I'm not knocking!"Before anyone could do or say anything more, there was a great booming "ENTER!!" that echoed down the long corridor behind us. The Cowardly Lion promptly jumped into the Tin Man's arms with fright.With a great clank, the door. As they were eating she commented on how goodthe meal was. "You know what with all the things you are doing forme, like cooking and everything I have decided to reward you. Ihave something special for you and I will give it to you after youshower." "What is it? I am dying to know!" "You will see as soon as you shower. I think it's time to removeall of your body hair again. You know where the bottle is and howto do it. When you're ready I'll do your back for you." He loved how the clothes.