In addition she was wearing nearly black stockings. What really took my attention was an inch of white plain slip hanging down at the back. As usual s...e waved and clearly wanted to talk. She was having trouble getting the key to turn in the lock. Always being willing to help I volunteered to get some oil and help her to get the door open.This of course gave me and opportunity to had a more extended view of Pat's showing slip.With the garage door now freed I went back to our house and assumed. I moaned as pulled the bright red gag into mylips and buckled it.Alex pushed me down to the floor, and I kneeled down. He pushed my chestdown, so I was bent over. He pulled my hands behind my back and clickedanother padlock on the D-rings, locking my hands together. How many locksdid he have? Was he done? I hoped not. Wow, I really was a bondage slut.He wrapped cuffs around my ankles and then the large cuffs around mythighs. As you can imagine, he locked my ankles to my thighs. I was notgoing. The mirrors on each end of the room would add a further dimension of reality to the ‘show’ for him. I turned, to see him sitting up in the high-chair, looking down at me. Of course, his viewing angle would be even better from up there. He was naked! ‘You don’t mind me being – being like this I mean?’ he asked in a concerned tone of voice. I told him it was his ‘show’ and I was there to ensure he enjoyed it – he couldn’t do that properly if he was still dressed, could he. His happy expression. The porters dare not leave at night. I have armed every man who can handle a rifle and placed them in a circle with the unarmed in the center of the circle. Those without rifles have machetes, spears and long knives. I am armed with my trusty Holland & Holland double rifle in the .500 Nitro chambering. If I can get the murdering bugger in my sights, he will kill no more.June 17th, 1899The big cat attacked last night. The lion leapt from a tree and bounded over the rank of armed men into the.