Curie. They spanked me.' I answered in a quivering voice." 'Did you like it?'" My eyes were totally wide and my mouth was open. I stammered for a mo...ent or two, and then she repeated herself. 'Did you like it?'" I hung my head and answered softly, 'Missy liked it.'" 'So, now you are truly their naked slave, aren't you?'" 'Yes,' I answered meekly." 'But you aren't naked, are you?'" My head flew up and I sputtered, 'What do you mean?'" 'You aren't naked. You are wearing shoes. A naked slave. Arrival in London, taxi to the Dorchester Hotel, checking in (she was sure the concierge knew what she was doing… she felt so guilty) and then in the lift clutching the key to Room 342. The room was wonderful, big bed and a luxurious bathroom. She ran herself a bath and relaxed with the bottle of Chardonay she had ordered and the room service had delivered in 5 minutes. She thought of the evening ahead as she stretched out in the warm bubbles, her free hand slipping down to her freshly smooth. ”I turned as Michaels and Dale reached us, “Was he carrying anything?”Dale held up the small vid camera, “I checked the record and he has a few dozen images of people speaking with the commander.”I nodded, “Check your vehicle before using it and then take him to be truth scanned while you question him.”Michaels gestured and Dale moved toward the other vehicle. I glanced at the commander, “Your people are out of the search commander. We will find our marshal and what happened.”He nodded and I. I lightly pinch her nipple and She moans again. A little louder this time. I keep grabbing her breasts and pinch her nipples a little harder each time. Her breath is a little rapid now and she’s starting to squirm. All the while I’m still kissing her neck and ear. My hand starts to move down. I push her shorts down to her knees. She protested slightly but not for long. I slipped my hand between her legs. She spreads her legs just slightly. I pushed her legs a little bit further apart. I.