After talking for a while, she says she is hungry and wants to go get something to eat. I agree and now that my nervousness has eased I feel hungry to.... The hotel had a nice restaurant, so we decided to eat there. We had a nice dinner and after a few beers, we both were loosening up, talking about everything from kids to sex. I notice she keeps stretching her neck and ask if she is ok. She says she must have slept wrong, because she has a kink in her neck. Well, I can massage it for you, I say.. Literally nothing, not even a trench coat. I decided to delve into full tartdom and come Vanity 6 style: teddy, garter, thigh highs, heels, and a cape. If his street had been a well lit one I could have been picked up for indecent exposure.As expected his jaw dropped as he opened the door, and I walked in his place as confident as can be. I whipped my cape around and looked him square in the eye. He was going down. And then I looked down. The bulge in his pants was so unreal I started laughing.. Vicky slept in my arms cuddled up to her mother. Her last words were, "I love you mommy." Then she fell asleep.She'd woken when I had and had followed me to the bathroom and the shower. That was where we were now. We were standing under the spray of the shower. I was washing her back. She was cursing me for the night before."You're a bastard, you know!" Vicky told me bluntly as my soapy hands slid over her back."I know," I said with a chuckle, "but you still like me anyway."Vicky said nothing. It was a small room with a thick pole in the centre, I assumed for ceiling support, and a door at the other side, a scratching noise came from behind, a guard dog, well its that kind of place but what took my breath away was the walls, they were a mass of the most perverted things I had ever seen.Rubber hoods, leather harnesses, straps, handcuffs, belts, chains my mind couldn't take it all in. There was a wall covered in what looked like gags, straps with red balls or wide rings, even one with.