" Yes, she had remembered my name and wasn't afraid to say it out loud.That was Indy. She was married to a British man named Tom, a quiet, introverted...boy who was born middle-aged. I found out later that that was what had attracted Indy to him in the first place. She was from a private, respectable Hindu family and she wanted to start one of her own, so she needed a private, respectable husband.She also, I quickly came to understand, regarded me in that light, so she was happy when the three. He had a shower shot already connected and I rinsed out. I had already done it before I left the house but it couldn't hurt. I came back into the dining room completely naked and he was setting up the sling. He told me to kneel and I did. I sat there stroking my cock and brushing over my smooth hole he assembled the sling. After he was done putting it up He walked over to me and slipped a heavy leather hood onto my head. There was only hole and that was for my mouth. He promptly filled it up. She was dressed all in leather, a sure sign that I was infor a humiliating time. As I sat beside her, she let her handbrush over my chest."You're not wearing a bra, are you?" she demanded. "Of coursenot. I'm Daniel, not Sissy Dani," I whispered. "You told me tocome as my normal self." "That doesn't mean you shouldn't alwaysbe reminded of your true position," she answered. She reachedinto her bag and pulled out a package, smiling the sinister smileI recognized so well. The package was from the. Tammy who was really was her mothers, and Tyson her Doberman. Her mother had passed away not long before she met me, and her Father died when she was only young. The dogs had little or no contact with men at all. Tammy was a really friendly Cavalier King Charles, and made a fuss of me. If I remember rightly Tyson went away and hid under the bed. It was not long however that he round and we were the best of friends. I had always loved dogs, but was never allowed to have one at home. So you.