"I did, too," Carol agreed, "but Christi'd rather be boiled in oil than wined and dined. At least by a man, that is." Oh, I don't know, being boiled i... oil isn't all that bad," Mommy grinned wickedly, "as long as it's a good brand."With Becky's luggage safely in the care of professionals, Mommy took the girl by the hand and sped to the gate for the flight to Tokyo."Here we go, Sweetheart," Mommy bent to straighten Becky's knee-socks. "Now, you have a nice flight and do everyone Daddy says." I. . There wasa chest-of-drawers in the closet and I pulled out the top drawer, socks.I felt around, nothing. Second drawer, lingerie - there was expensiveshit mixed in with Victoria Secrets stuff. What was striking - therewasn't just say ten, fifteen pairs of panties - no, there were overthirty. Amazon wish list stuff? Fans sending her things? Did she sellthese after wearing them? Did stuff get delivered here - if she orderstuff? The last couple of drawers - leggings, stretch pants,. As I looked inside my eyes scanned the equipment contained within; various restraining devices including a spanking bench with wrist and ankle straps, a St Andrew’s Cross fixed to the chimney breast, a pillory, ceiling pulley and various rings bolted to the floor and walls. I’d seen similar at some of the clubs I’d been to and had witnessed their use, but had little personal experience with restraint, but if Suzy-Jayne was my educator I was willing to learn. As we turned to go back to the. I started to grow a little more bold, and started to use my palms to roll away from the middle of her butt out to the side. She just laid there. The reason I had in my head if she asked why was to help drain the swelling, which was true, but also because now I was spreading her butt cheeks and looking at more of her ass. Her asshole was covered still by the pajama bottom, but I figured if I continued to do this on a regular basis for her, I'm sure I could get her to take it almost all off. .