Gently he lay his hand down upon her warm smooth hip, half-expecting her to jump from surprise, but she didn't. Marnie only lay quietly, her breathing...deep and steady. Last evening when she appeared on time at the hotel room door, dressed in a almost casual woolen skirt and loose blouse, Caesar felt as much desire for her as the first moment they met in person. Only beneath this conservative attire did Caesar find and enjoy the woman who proclaimed herself his Slave. The hours after her arrival. I worked the soap into her lovely bottom, kneading the flesh between my fingers and not resisting the temptation to go all the way under. She was a fit of squirms and giggles as my fingers glided over her perineum and into her puckered little star. Our breasts were making their own soapy lather as we squashed together. I squeezed the soap over our breasts, and we played booby tennis with the sponge as Elizabeth’s and my nipples became stiff and erect. We rinsed down, scarcely able to leave. Therefore, she was inclined to find something to entertain her.After several moments of thought, she remembered that there were some old books in the attic that she had not yet read. According to her parents, there were things up there that were several years old, if not possibly decades or even centuries. There were heirlooms and trinkets that stretched back centuries that could keep her fully occupied.Now invigorated for the thrill of an adventure, albeit a small one, she slowly opened the. As I walk you can hear the lock bouncing off of my cage. I am nervous leaving the house for the first time. I wonder if anybody else can hear the clack, clack of my padlock. Although it is only a short drive to the restaurant, my balls are sore from the pressure the ring is putting on them. I haven't had to drive or walk this far with it on yet. As I walk in to pick up my order, everyone is looking at me. Is it that obvious? Do they think I am some kind of pervert? I pay for my order and leave.