"Oh! Excuse me! I'm sorry, I didn't see you there," I said as I fought off the embarrassment I felt."You're fine, don't worry about it," was her reply... Her voice was one of those that had an elevated degree of sexiness to it and was as soft as the fur on a long haired kitten."I don't mean to impose, but do you know much about power tools?" she asked."Well, I'm no power tool guru, but I have a fair amount of knowledge about them. Whatcha need?" I asked, grateful for the opportunity to talk more. „Was denn?“ fragt Melli neugierig zurück. „Ich glaube, dass er insbesondere DICH heute peitschen wird. Ich kriege sich auch was ab, aber Deinen jungen und so wunderschönen Body wird er sich besonders intensiv vornehmen heute! Zumal er danach zwei Tage nicht da ist. Er hat einen wichtigen Firmentermin in Zürich. Aber wir werden ja sehen“:„Charlotte... leg Melli Hand- und Fußmanschetten an, aber nicht die aus Leder, nimm ruhig die Metallfesseln. Dann stell sie hier in der Raummitte auf. Zieh ihr. “I wanna beat that ass up. Keep drinking, bitch!”“Yes, sir,” the sissy said as he finished the beverage and Russell poured him another.It had been 50 minutes since Freddie arrived and in that time he had consumed copious amounts of alcohol thanks to Russell.The two-hundred-ten-pound muscular host could see his bitch was getting good and ready. He pulled off his dark gray Nike hoodie, khaki camping pants, and his white Reebok Ventilator Mid Boots. His eight inch dick was sticking out. Do you have the same style with a short heel, maybe an inch or aninch and a half?" I think so," the salesman replied, leaving Terry sitting there in hisvelvet flats. Terry slowly pulled his feet as far back under the chairas they would go. He felt particularly uncomfortable since a couplemore customers had come in and taken seats in the chairs around them.The salesman returned with a couple of boxes, sitting down again infront of Terry. He opened one up and slipped the flat from Terry's.