As she lay there wondering if anyone was actually going to show up, she idly fingered the rings in her nipples. Her hand then strayed to the ring thro...gh her clit hood, and she gently tugged on it, moaning softly. She did not finger her sex, as her Master had forbidden her to, and she would have to tell him if she did, and he would punish her. She let loose of her clit ring, and fingered the metal loops on the brown leather collar encircling her neck, then traced her fingers up the metal chain. The next room was brightly lit and contained a desk at whichtwo men sat, a guard standing against the wall, and a strange human-sized tubewith all manners of machinery dangling from it. One of the men at the desk stood up and approached her withan ID scanner machine.? He remainedsilent as he scanned her information and made some notes in the device.? Irina felt strangeand exposed, standing totally nude in front of this man who seemed as if hecould not care less. "All right," the man said after. We had the meal – a Chinese I think – opened a bottle of wine and sat down to watch the telly. I went picked up the remote control and started to flip channels (which didn’t take long as this was 1985 and there were only four!!!). Nikki took the remote from my hand, turned towards me on the sofa and looked me in the eye. She had a way of doing that which was quite worrying as I knew she was about to say something monumental..“Do you like me?” she asked directly. I hesitated. I didn’t know if. That would be really helpful.”“OK, I’ll put some panties on and we can get going.” She reached down and pulled out some plain pink panties from her backpack.“Oh, is that soup there?” asked Frank.“Yeah, cream of chicken I think.”“OK, let’s make some later and we can save some for when Brian wakes up.”Leslie’s clean (and less impressive) panties remained on the worktop as she bent down to rummage under the sink for cleaning materials. She poked her head into the cupboard and moved some cans.