There was an open seat at the counter, adjacent to a cloaked figure. He sat beside them and ordered himself a plate. This wasn’t like a modern resta...rant with a menu—everyone ate whatever the cooks happened to have on hand. Dinner was bread, sausages, and a baked potato.While eating, he listened in on as many conversations as he could to pick up scraps of information. ‘Ogre’, that word was being muttered. Apparently, one had been found prowling around the streets before dawn, a scout checking. Hurry back tae me though, ye know I’ll miss ye.’ The look in Heather’s eyes held him entranced. He brought her to him and kissed her lovingly, not caring that Anne happily watched their display. He broke away and walked to the door, Anne and Heather seeing the merit of his stride, knowing he was as proud as they were in the union. Grayson found Sorley and Randal talking with some of the men, playing a game of Mumbly-Peg with a dirk. As the men sat in a circle, they threw the dirk between the. Scott leaned back in his seat and snorted softly. "I suppose so, but what do you think the FBI is needed for at a cow farm?" "It's not a cow farm" the slender dark haired agent replied. "It's a dairy research station." Scott looked over at his partner wondering, not for the first time, how she would be in the sack. He let his thoughts wonder over a brief fantasy he had jerked off to more than once of Nikki's fingers digging deep into his back while he plowed his cock deep into her tight little. They are a newly young 50's retired D's couple. Every second of my servitude has been greatly explored and tested and very much enjoyed. This is a story of just one of my many adventure with exploring bondage with my Master and Mistress. I met Master Tom while working in an area hospital, he was a continuing education lecturer that frequently visited my work place, after the class we hit it off and was soon spending time together after work and found that he and I had a lot in common, he was.