That he was an egotistical, condescending, patronising bastard, was neither here nor there. He was the most successful agent we had. It was typical of...him to enter my office that day without knocking, and hand me a package. ‘John. Do me a favour. I am pushed for time, an appointment that could be a big sale, and I promised my wife this necklace, the clasp has been repaired. Run it over to her, would you?’ I was up to my eyeballs with work, mostly going through his fuck-ups. He may be the most. He did and it felt so weird. She then started with hismakeup. It started with some orange nail polish. He didn't quiteunderstand it but his fingernails and even toenails were painted. He wasgoing to wear gloves and shoes which would hide the painted nails so whybother. He was having more and more issues with what was happening, stillhe followed her instructions. She said that they needed to dry and soproceeded with his face. She applied a number of things one of which beingorange lipstick and. ”Emmy was outraged. No apology for his part in making her feel worthless, cumming on her face without warning. Nor did he consider she would want nothing to do with Serena or the club.“No, thank you. I’m quite happy without the three of you in my life. I allowed myself to be treated like a common street whore and I’m not proud of it. I have no interest in anything you have to offer, John. Please don’t contact me again,” Emmy said emphatically.“Well, that’s a pity. Call me, won’t you, when you. Once inside she was led to a dressing area to change into a sheer gown that was like a nightgown, white satin shoes were placed on her feet, and her hair was braided on top of her head, a pearl crown placed atop. Her boyfriend was wearing a tuxedo he looked handsome as ever. She shyly walked over to him, and a traditional wedding ceremony took place. She blushed at the obey part, and finally, the rings were placed, and she was escorted separately to her room. Here she was bathed, waxed and.