”“That is quite right!” Mr Faisal had come back into the room. “Why have you got a skirt on?” he said to Betty. Jane immediately removed her...skirt. She was naked underneath, and she stood there totally exposed. Mary realised that of the three naked women standing there, Fatima looked the most normal. Betty had all her labia piercings, and one tattooed breast. Mary had her nipples and pussy totally tattooed, and the pain in her nipples and outer labia reminded her of what she had had done today.. " That sounded good to me. The scenario was simple and predictable. I was to be the virgin, Lisa was to be the Dominatrix who would seduce and subjugate me. I would be wearing pink, lace panties, a pink lace shelf-bra and pink platform heels. Very virginal, for sure. Lisa would wear black leather, thigh-high boots, a black leather, studded thong and bra with a matching-studded collar and cuffs. The mere description of the outfit made me want one. Saturday night came quickly. We were ready to go. "Yes, John, I want you to be my... Master as you are to Lisa. I heard her call you that at the coffee shop and now I understand. John please, please make me your slut like you did the other day, please!" Genny sobbed on his shoulder when she had finished talking. Genny was indeed a broken woman and in need of someone to put her back together again.John held his mother-in-law in his arms as he thought about what she had said. He knew this was exactly what she needed - she needed someone to set. “295 actually, so I’d be careful if I was a lightweight like you”, Reginald threatened in good fun. “Hey, I’m more of a middleweight, at least according to UFC-standards. Around 185”, Lee said. Their banter about weight bothered me. I did not want anyone asking me what the scale showed when I stepped on it. I tried to make myself scarce – as much as that could be done without exiting the water. Lee and Dad had started discussing how they’d first aim to get him (my father) down to a light.