Enuka was at Regina's house and had been shown the bedroom that would be hers for the night and quite possibly the room where she would receive her ca...ing. At a previously agreed time, Regina's doorbell rang and a quite formidable looking woman of about sixty was shown in."Enuka, this is Miss Eileen Bothwick," said Regina introducing the solidly built woman to her younger friend."Pleased to meet you, ma'am," said Enuka slightly nervously as she held her hand out but the offered hand was. A little flustered by her description of me as "princess" and wonderingwhat she meant by "sort out my wardrobe" I bid her goodnight in returnand headed upstairs. Once in my room I could see, laid out carefully onthe bed, a candy pink babydoll nightie with a matching pair of skimpypanties. Now in private again, the thought of dressing in such a totallyfeminine garment began to excite me. I took off my dress and pantyhoseand carefully laid them over the back of a chair rather than. Each of them and the following decided to make him lick the cunt clean afterwards. Then a bunch of ladies came, who ordered him to open his mouth to urinate into it, to use it like a human toilet. Some women were concerned about the sight, others insisted that he swallowed. From many, the taste was neutral, but especially from older ladies it was very salty and disgusting. Drinking it seemed to the servant really difficult, but the ladies enjoyed it the more; To force, to humiliate, to dominate. This would give the intruders a pretty good and clear understanding of exactly whom had spoiled their late evening stroll, leaving any discussion of us and the security of the crater mine entirely out of the conversation.Perfect. Just as I’d hoped. Collins could get the credit for discovering the obvious criminals, complete with their high-tech rustling apparatus, and this would let the intruders think that they would have completely gotten away with it all ... except for that pesky local.