There's also a bondage table,as well as a Stock, shackle sets anchored to the wall, and another setof cabinets.The center of the room, which consists ...f a beautiful hard wood floor,I find out later, is left open to host BDSM parties.Apparently, Mistress hosts a grand gala around Halloween for the kinkylocals, and demonstrations are performed on stage.Chapter 13I say to Jennifer, "Mistress, I am a willing slave, there's no needfor the rope." Oh slavey, didn't I tell you I loved having you bound,. .”I rushed on.“And I’m sorry but I watched and it was so hot and I masturbated and…”I tailed off. There was another bit of a silence.“Did you say you masturbated while you watched us fucking?”“Erm, yes. I’m sorry, but, well…”“Wow. Fuck it, Annie. That’s a bit weird. Did you see, like, everything?”“Well, pretty much. I saw you kissing, then she took her bikini top off, then you kissed her tits, then…”“Whoa, whoa, whoa – stop it Annie! I get the picture…And you saw all of that?”“Yeah, and the. I don’t consider myself to be the dominant type into S&M who causes pain, or whatever, but I’ve always had my way in the bedroom. I didn’t intend to fuck Monica, but I had other plans. She had never been here, of course, and was checking my place out. ‘I like this place’, she said, not waiting for a tour, making herself at home. ‘Go put that on my bed’, I said, referring to the satchel of what I assumed was my ‘special instructions’. ‘Lay your panties and shirts out on the bed for me to see’. My father and uncle were both World War 2 veterans and veryset in their conservative ways of thinking. I damned near wound up atWest Point due to my uncles influence. As it was, I did take two yearsof ROTC in college and also served in the Air Force, though not verysuccessfully.I was born in a large New Jersey City, where my mother was a stay athome mom, like most women were at the time. My dad worked in a largecompany that made mostly personal hygiene products like soap,toothpaste, laundry.