It became obvious what he wanted. Soon the bra and panties came flying out. "CanI keep my shoes?" She defiantly asked. He replied he wanted them too. ...hat the fuck was he up to? This was a clubwear dress store, not a shoe storebut she wasn't about to be the one who backs down today. Finally, her husband handed her the two outfits he just picked out. Susanimmediately noted how little material there was for two complete dresses. The first outfit was a white PVC dress. Sue struggled to shimmy into. How could anyone go through life incapable of making decisions? He knew it would take more than a few questions to learn what really went on at the Inn, but that was no excuse.He realized she was close to making the right decision; leaving this place was the best action. If she stayed, she would likely wind up as another prostituted thrall of the Inn.Until, of course, it happened again, or she ran into some minion of the Darkness who happened to fancy this attractive brown-eyed Asian.He thought. Boldly I pointed to the light pink ones with white lace trim. Again that wicked smile. "Get your arse back here at six am and you can put them on for me." As I left her room my cock was so stiff. Was she just teasing or did she need some very close attention? A new lady arrived she was Indian. She was clearly used to having servants attending her. I could not believe certain things. That night when I came on duty, I went into her room with the sister and the new arrival was laying naked on her. She may have dressed like a submissive, and she may have been Lamont’s slave at auction, but in bed she was like a Clydesdale Horse to be mounted, and tamed. She had a fine sheen of sweat all over her body, and I knew we were staining the sheets.I also knew this was not really my bed.“Come on, show me that dick, shove it up this cunt right! What you want me to do, baby? Tell me!”“Call me Little Nelly, or Lamont Junior, I pulled her nipples, they were hard but rubbery – like gum drops.“You want.