When I got home I changed into my white hot pants and a bikini top. I poured another large wine and headed for a spot of sunbathing in the garden. Aft...r 5 mines and right on queue Bob was at the fence checking me out and starting to chat. I think he realised I was a little tipsy and was more outrageous than usual. After a bit more chat and maybe a little harmless flirting on my part Bob suggested I come round for another drink. As it began to get cloudy and I was running out of wine I thought. His leather hood had only tiny eyelets allowing him sight. Across his mouth a thick round bar, held in place by a strap around his head, acted as a bit gag. It pulled uncomfortably at the corners of his mouth. In the middle of the bar a hook was fitted. This served to hold the strap of Mary Tang’s handbag, allowing it to hang conveniently accessible for her. She unfastened the bag and drew out a scent atomiser, using it to blow a cloud of scent into her hair. The slave held his head back,. I would often stay the weekends with my grandmother. It was really hot once and all I had on was my underwear. I was laying down on the floor and had my legs up on the concrete wall just goofing around. My cock got hard for some reason and I was making it "jump" up and down in my underwear not even thinking about what I was doing. I happened to look around at my grandmother who was laying on the day bed. She smiled at me and nodded at my cock. I was embarrassed and quickly turned away and. "Hello," he said in a silky voice, "You must be Charlotte." Urm, yes, you must be Mr Knight," I stuttered, feeling slightly overpowered by this man's charming prescence. "Please, call me Christian" he smiled, shaking my hand. He ordered a black coffee when the waitress came over, and then turned his full attention back to me. He looked at me with calculating eyes."You're pictures do you no justice" he said, "You are beautiful." Um, thank you," I stuttered, feeling my cheeks warm. "Now, I can.