As you would expect we’ve have a wild and wonderful time with our toys and dressing up. As part of our 6 month celebration we’re going away for a ...eekend. Just to a lovely log cabin out in the country. Nice big hot tub outside! The week before we’re about to head off I want to get some new outfits and toys. This isn’t going to be a nice loved up weekend – we’re going away to some where secluded so we can fuck and make as much mess and noise as we can without worrying about neighbours heading us. I will serve them as the slut I am and begged for punishment for my worthless ass. I want to be their toy and plaything and as willing giving all my assets and shares of my husband company to Jill so I can worship her body. Signed Slut Jean.At first she refused, but several slaps with the belt on her thighs and ass, she quickly complied.When she was done, Jill went and put the letter aside and returned to her chair. She spread her legs wide and started rubbing her pussy telling Jean to beg to. But I think maybe you're starting to discover who is in there under the pretty wrapping. I think you'll find part of it you aren't going to like, but parts you will. That just makes you human, Eve, just like the rest of us." So are there parts of Toliver Nelson you don't like?" she asked."Unfortunately, quite a few," I sighed. We talked, talked a lot. About her childhood and how she lived; about my childhood and growing up in what she would probably consider poverty. We talked about the war and. I move my hands to the front of her coat to undo the buttons and shed her of it. She stood before me in black, strapped high heels with black stockings. Her miniscule leather skirt did not entirely hide her black crotchless panties from view Her equally miniscule leather bra barely cover her nipples and that was it. They still managed to hold back her impressive D-cup tits. All of this was topped off with a black collar around her neck. This attire was not my doing. I do not have the ability to.