. yes very much so , he knew what he was doing alright ,as much as i was enjoying this i stopped him and without any spoken word indicated that her sh...uld kneel on the bed, he knew what was to come, i said to her fectch me that belt on the table, which she did and i quickly placed it around his waist nice and tight, then i snapped my fingers at her to bring me the towelling belt of the dressing gown that was hanging on the back of the door, this i find makes an excellent blindfold and gag all. As I followed her up the steps into her van she stumbled on the top step and I reached out to save her from falling, my hands holding her hips. She regained her footing, blurted out that she hadn't been held there for a long time and thanked me for saving her. She quickly gathered herself but I noticed she was blushing and a bit breathless. While she busied herself at the galley kitchen I took in the layout of their van, it was bigger than ours and had a fixed bed at the rear, whereas we had to. I was aware of a man at the counter, talking to the waiter. Conversation rose and fell, I heard one or two laughs, the clatter of a tea-spoon in a saucer.I fumbled with things in my handbag, smoked a cigarette, re-touched my lipstick, pretended to write things in my little diary; sipped my soon cold coffee. I felt a dreadful urge to confess everything, and a yet stronger urge to run and run forever. But only if Sarah was with me, holding my hand.After an eternity, and the arrival of several. “That is correct. These days, bets and wagers like this are not to be taken lightly. Lose the bet and it is enforced at your expense. On the other hand, you’d get your first slave for life if you won. I think that it would probably convince some of your female companions to forfeit their liberty to you as well. They’re testing your mettle, seeing if you’re worthy of their service, aren’t you?” the main Slave Controller, Agent Francesca Duane, asserted herself, personally desirous to see this.