For the other dog had traced a path through the woods to allow her a quicker route to the quarry, and she had stripped off her white robes to reveal t...e huntress costume beneath. As the flowing robes had been feminine, so the black leather undergarments were cruel and dominant in nature. A leather thong and metal armored breastplates were the centerpiece, but there was no end to narrow black straps and shiny metal spikes, all the way to her studded collar. With no trailing cloth to impede. Now sit there for a while. Don't worry, I'll untie you and let you go eventually. After all, I can't give you what you need. And you know you need it, don't you? You need it again."I knew what she was talking about. As she spoke, images leapt to my mind. I saw huge cocks, thrusting into my pussy, my mouth, my ass...I could almost feel them, feel the cum that they were spurting out onto me. My mouth watered. I could feel my pussy getting wet and my nipples getting hard. I heard Tiffany. Then she asked if i was going to finish what I started down stairs. I was confused at first, since I thought all the toys were away. She told me she knew I was staring at her ass and it made her wet. Now she said she had a wet pussy and was I going to finish what I started. I asked her what she had in mind. When she bent over this time, to move a pair of shoes, I noticed her bra was gone and I saw her tits swinging freely under her low cut shirt. I didnt remeber her taking it off, but whatever,. "There was a general round of applause at this point and Ramzy El-Najjar leant over and whispered, "There are no duties, and no real privileges involved. It is a mark of the Emir's respect and thanks for services rendered; that's all."Henry was much relieved to hear this and the group proceeded to break up, each going his own way to the pleasures of the guest suites. Henry retired to his stateroom as the last of the guests left. There he was surprised to find the Countess of Bargoed sitting.