Mann led the procession back down the stairs and started clearing the rooms, starting with the left side again. When all was said and done they had be...n in the house for well over an hour, and other than minions they had seen nothing of Don Giovanni. Toward the end of the downstairs search they came across a door the led down a set if stairs to a cellar or perhaps dungeon."It is always the dungeons is it not Mann?" Reg asked, shaking his head. "I hate dungeons." You do not hate dungeons," Mann. ”But she's not having it. “My girlfriend can't be a loser,” she says. “I want a winner. Or at least someone who's honest with me. All you do is act like this big-shot champ. This alpha-wolf woman. Now you're sucking another girl's toes in front of hundreds of people? Who are you?”I kiss her, hoping for the best. I know she was ready to make love anyway, expecting to celebrate my big win, so she's already in the mood. Piece by piece, we shed each other's clothing, toss shirt after bra after. The zest had faded away. We still had great sex, but the frequency had dropped to once or twice a month over the years. I had not thought about cheating on her, ever, but the vibe in the lounge was intoxicating. “Maybe just a little flirting wouldn't hurt, but that's as far I am willing to go. If you want to try and score we can work something out with the room. She just can't stay all night. Okay?”Paul agreed and we had a couple more beers. We ended up dancing with several ladies but none. It was a small gesture, and one that probably escaped the attention of most of our customers, but one that reinforced our subservient status.He crossed the room and sat down in the large armchair. I got down on all fours and crawled across the room to his feet, my breasts and hips swaying prettily. I knelt before him and bent down to begin taking off his shoes, caressing his feet and calves lovingly and submissively. "How may I please you, master?" I said."What is your name?" he asked."Anything.