The taxi arrives at the airport and it unloads us at the Turkish airline drop off because they are the major airline that flies from Medina to Tel Avi.... Unfortunately no one flies directly into Jerusalem so we will be forced to take ground transportation to Jerusalem.And thank God I no longer wear my man-fucking-dress and the even worse fake beard! Instead, I am pretending to be a businessman so I’m wearing a suit and the beard is trash. Even though I hate suits, they are still better than the. I felt bad so i gave her a hug and said "I'm sure we can sort something out ? " What do u mean sort something out ?" Half joking i said "You could fuck me 4 payment then I'll b gone " I almost choked on my beer when she said "ok then we're done ."For some reason as she took my hand and led me 2 the bedroom I was nervous .We'd fucked loads b4 but this was almost like losing my virginity again .Walking up the stairs she asked me "How we gonna go about this ?" I suggested that she dress up in some. We live two hours apart and we both have our separate lives. When we get the chance to see each other we fully take advantage of our time. I got the hotel room several hours before master would be there. I texted him the room number and I took a long hot bath, scented my soft skin, set the toys by the bed and I was relaxing in my t-shirt when I heard a knock on the door. It was Master, “Oh shit, he told me to be naked and I have panties and a t-shirt on, but I can’t make him wait.”I slowly. I was then commanded to lay on the rug as the ankle restraints were put on and attached to the back of the belt with a strap that went through the rings on the ankle restraints. Brandy pulled the strap and my feet were pulled up to my butt.I was now like a rocking horse pivoting on my stomach. Brandy attached a strap between the back of my collar and the belt pulling it tight which forced my head back as far as it could go. The final touch came when she inserted the bridle. The photographer was.