Cora’s response to that was, “I’ve been tempted too. Perhaps you should avail yourself since it would just be sex and not really an affair. What...would you think of me if I had a sex-buddy, as I think they called them now?”He wasn’t sure but then he realized the double standard that still hung on. They didn’t talk about it again until he was leaving for his next project time. Cora told him to try it and email how it worked out. She promised to let him know before she tried anything.Her husband. She cringed as the cloth touched her abused skin. “Don’t worry. I’ll be gentle,” the dominatrix promised as she continued to cleanse Katie’s delicate body. They finished with the shower, and Madame X softly patted the young girl dry, careful not to hurt any of her wounds in the process. The slave was really enjoying the feeling of her mistress’ strong, yet gentle hands running all over her body. She felt so safe, so loved… truly content for perhaps the first time in her life.“Okay, that’s a lot. Women would come to the ranch, willingly losing their clothes and would live on the ranch as livestock while getting taken care by the Rochards. It started when Blanche was much younger, dating her first boyfriend, and she somehow found out that some women had a kink of walking around naked and be treated like an animal, some kind of advanced mix between submission and voyeurism.Blanche and her boyfriend bought this old ranch and tried to facilitate those women. They would usually come for a. I will help you.”“You’re kidding!”“Really? That would be a first. What I mean is that I will help you to prepare for your new position. I’ve had a look at what MI6 has been offering you by way of preparation and I must say it isn’t the curriculum I would have drawn up. It’s mostly the cultural attache programme, isn’t it?”“What? Cultural attache? What do you mean?”“Embassy spies, dear. The people who actually recruit informants, follow the local news, prepare and run safe houses, stuff like.