Big boned would be another description. Or as Monica put it... fat.After buying a cocktail each, maybe not the best idea, but who's the judge, we made...our way across the moodily lit dancefloor. Monica held my hand and gestured around, shouting over the drum and bass. "With your looks, you should have the pick of every man in here." You think too highly of me." Dance. And watch them come."And indeed they did. In their droves. Like a herd of cows following the promise of food, craning their necks. "I see that my selection pleases you, my lord." That would be the master, emerging from the shade of a sycamore to join Seth before the line of slaves. The master was an older man, his hair just beginning to silver. Sleek and refined, he looked like he'd be more at home as a priest, but Seth knew better. The man's fine clothes hid lean muscle, and the whip at his belt had seen heavy use. "Master Odion." Seth put just a touch of seduction in his smile, leaned in just a bit closer than. Barbara volunteered hoping to get on Racheal’s good side. Jasmine strapped Barbara onto the chair straps above and below her breasts, across her waist and across her head holding her very tight and unable to move. Her arms were cuffed the sides of the chair and her legs were cuffed to steel rods that were spread apart exposing her bald cunt. An oriental male entered the room, and approached the helpless Barbara. ?So who get pierced?? he asked. Racheal told Jin. ?all three of them, but this. "I don't know anything about I' am afraid", said the assistant. I noticed the girls name badge which read Tanya. "Well Tanya you better run along and find someone who does Know". Tanya hesitated, "Now!", I bellowed. The young girl went red faced and hurried through a door at the back of the store. A couple of minutes passed and I could see the other young assistant at the front of the store obviously preparing to close the store, I glanced around and realised I must have been the last customer.