He then told her that if she wanted to become a slave in the Club, there was something else she had to know. He went on to tell her that that since sh... had come here without a Master, it would be his job to place her with one. She could not be in the Club without a Master and she could not choose one on her own. This was something Mary had not thought about, but she knew she wanted to be a slave and she wanted in the Club. Besides she had come to trust Kevin and found him to be fair and. "Well that is not what I heard. In fact, I heard you were doing so bad that I think you should go to the bunkhouse now to recuperate"."No. I'm fine Dad. No need. I'll just stay here"."Frank that was not a request. I want you to go to the bunkhouse. I want you to stay there. Someone will bring you some dinner when it is time. In the morning we will talk".During all this Frank had never taken his eyes off the young girls nor taken his hand out of his shorts. Out of the corner of my eye I could. Let's see what you can do," she ordered, motioning toward the other end of the pool.Sighing, knowing that he was whipped, Madison started out, trying to be as graceful as he could, yet putting everything he had into it.Twenty feet later as she glided alongside him, seeming to not even bother to swim, she stopped him. He trod water looking at her as she seemed to just stand there relaxed, appearing to barely move her body."You look like a rock with arms," she said, giggling.It should have been. I had actually never heard anyone use it before. Most people used the small bell to the right of the door. I hurried down my stairs and pulled open the giant door. And there in the rain stood the perfect brunette woman. Naked. She was soaked through the skin with warm summer rain, her hair a dripping mess, I felt my pussy grow wet with desire as I gazed at her perked nipples and watched as her perfect legs shook. Im s-sorry to dis-disturb you. B-but c-could I s-stay the night? Just th-through.