She came back to me... “Brad’s staying here for now and suggests we make our way back to the Cabin; what do you say darling?”“That’s fine by...me mom!”So, arm in arm we’d made our way back, and after entering the Cabin, Linda threw the bolt on the door. “Just so we don’t get disturbed while were in the bathroom!”“Good idea; Brad will have to knock on the door!” I said flaking out on the sofa. Linda chuckled, “Had enough for one day then Rachel?”“If you mean cocktails; I sure have!”Linda put on a. My eyes strayed to a strange contraption to find in a house. It looked like a mediaeval pillory but it was padded and oddly enough the yoke was supported from the ceiling. Silk like cords were hanging from the wrist holes in the ends of the yoke and immediately below was a wooden board also with silken ties but it was obvious to me that should anyone be fastened to the foot ties there legs would be very much astride.I asked Heather why she had this 'pillory' although I fancied that I knew the. She then climbed up onto myface, and made me clean all of my jizz out of her snatch. Sherubbed her pussy all over my face until she had another orgasm.When she was finished, she rolled off the bed, and wiped off myface, reapplying my make up. She left me tied up on the bed,while she showered, and changed into a push up bra and panties.She told me she had meta man on-line who was bisexual, and wholoved being with couples in which the wife was dominant.There was a knock at the door, and she asked. No amount of fanning under her mouth-flap with her gold-and-black fan of winged-tharlarion hide could even come close to relieving the torment. She wished that she could have unveiled, but there were male slaves in the house who might enter the zenana to deliver a message, and a lady would never allow her face to be even accidentally seen by an unrelated man. Tismyna looked with envy at the three half-naked female slaves, clad only in their color-coded leather collars and the light silk.