A very quiet morning was then spent with the Sunday papers ,Gill departing for home.As the morning went by he and Val both remarked how well they thou...ht I’d performed andwondered if in future I’d be agreeable to taking things a stage or two further ; explaining thatwhilst floggings would be the prime component of the sessions , torture would also play amajor part of things and that in many sessions I would be on display so to speak ; available tobe used ; abused by others ; more often than. This was a place for unbridled partying.Nakedness is good in these places because you can see what you are getting. I don't like guys that are too big, if I am going to be on the bottom.This night when I went in it was quiet, there were only about 8 guys in the place and it hadn't got going. But quickly enough I saw a guy I liked, turned out he was a south african. He was about 5' 8", shorter than me, but he was very fit and well muscled. He was a natural blonde, and his hair was not shaved off. Is there some other reason?"Vicky was silent for a long moment. She glanced at Jason, who had his eyes on her, almost asking his permission to speak. "Yes," she said softly, almost tearfully. "I promised Jason a long time ago I wouldn't put him in the position his first wife put him in."Eve was more than professional enough to realize she was getting into some very touchy ground -- but she was also professional enough to walk that ground realizing there were unresolved issues there. "What was. It’s always a meat-fest and not unusual to see many girls and guys walking around almost naked or wearing so little they might as well be naked.As usual I was going to be part of the spectacle. I worked out heavily for several months before so I was fairly cut when I painted my entire body black with bright orange, yellow, and red cracks to look like I was made of semi molten lava. Of course I wore a black thong ‘cause it would be wrong for my shlong to go ding-dong as I walked along. I think.