“ She whispered.I tried to save the situation and addressed him in Latin, the language of state of the Pan Saran Empire. “I am sorry Your Highness...I was in such awe at the presence of all the nobility around me I was overwhelmed.”The man looked a little like Lt. Merkus. He had the same coiffed locks around his head, had a very sharp looking nose. Only he wore a gleaming golden breast plate instead of the dull leather one, Merkus sported.He looked down his beak shaped nose and a faint smile. June, while willing to comply, saw this precaution as sexist, and ridiculous.Fourthly, all cameras, tablets and mobile phones were to be surrendered, and safely stored, before entry to the area. This was to ensure no ability to project images onto social media, which otherwise might "offend" internet viewers. It was also probably illegal to put personal images on social media, without the express consent of the subject.Lastly, it was decided that a club would be formed, membership two dollars,. It was always there, I just allow you to express yourself. See you later!" and with that she hung up.I too hung up and then picking my panties off the table, wiped the wetness from my thighs and pussy before dropping them onto the floor. Even this simple act made me feel naughty. Tempting my husband or son to wonder why I had left my panties in the kitchen.It didn't seem long before the hall clock was showing 10:15 and I was just brushing my hair in the mirror in readiness for calling on Anne.. Denied her sight, she connected to her other senses for the next clue. Her ears followed the sound of his movement while her fingers connected to the memories of their bed. Finally, her scent picked up her own arousal as the wetness between her legs threatened her thighs. He made her wait. For ten minutes she knelt with her quivering ass turned to his power. Finally, his drawer opened again, and she felt the clamp bite her first sensitive nipple. She recognized the pinch and knew he had chosen.