Patience had the place decorated like a Turkish den, full of a riot of rich, dark, color and pattern, mostly gold, browns, reds and bright blues. The ...alls of this dark little womb were a rich chocolate which made the space seem even smaller than it was and the ten foot ceiling was brought to a manageable 7 feet by a dark canopy of cloth that let in just enough light from above to make it possible to see into the bathroom and not hurt yourself. Patience and I went into her tiny little bathroom. Instead, she turned toward the back of the stage and aimed the remotedirectly at Tiffany and finished by pressing the button. The look onTiffany's face was sure horror."Noooo...." was all she could get out before things started to change.Chapter 5 - TiffanyThat fucking bitch. If I could move right now, I'd kick the ever lovingshit out of her. What the fuck is she doing to me? I've done nothingbut be loyal to this house and this is how she repays me? Oh Jesus, Ifeel like shit, the room is. She grasped meagain, pressing my head lower. It slipped over herflowering folds. They were open and moist, even Icould tell the difference between them and her hairymound. She held me at her opening. She told me to kissher. As I dropped my head to hers she pressed firmlyon my buttocks. Still with her other hand around myshaft she engulfed my head. We stopped kissing and Iclosed my eyes to feel every pulse of my heart. Shepressed on my buttocks again. My mind rushed back to the night, many years. Once we get to the chair, I instruct you, "Get naked and leave only your heels and thong on."You look at me with disbelief, but comply immediately, knowing that the consequences for questioning my authority would be severe. Your excitement at being exposed is clear, as you climb up into the chair and are spread wide open, for anyone who happens to look your way.The piercing artist asks if you'd like barbells or rings for your thick nipples and you immediately look toward me and ask, "What's.