I will always come for you. You are mine". I take a moment to calm my nerves and then buckle the fur lined leather cuffs, but I don't lock them to the...floor just yet. Under the cuffs I find an enema bottle, an unusual looking butt plug, and a mouth spreader with attached nipple clamps. I take the bottle to the bathroom and prepare my asshole for Your use. When I am satisfied that I'm fully cleaned out, I rub some lube I find in the bathroom on to my rear fuck hole and around the wide plug. It's. Bargaining must be one mell of a hess where they come from. They have it in their heads they've made a bad deal if the other person gets something they want out of it." Shit, even I know it won't work that way," I said."They didn't. In fact I had a hard time keeping them focused on what they wanted. They'd get caught up in the deal and forget what they were trying to accomplish. Finally they decided the recruits they were sending were simply taking the wrong things along with them and they took. There were no wrinkles. It was looking fine. I sat on bed with dress in my hands. I wondered if it was a dream or reality….I am unable to recollect it. I kept thinking. It felt so real….how can I be not real? I started feeling happy but somehow I am unable to believe that it was just a dream. I just realized that my shoulder on my dress should have been torn and it got stitches. I immediately opened the dress and checked the shoulders part. I saw stitches. I was shocked. How can there be. Three sexy ladies dressed in French maid outfits stood in a row. These outfits were all lace trimmed with an almost obscenely short skirt and high heels. Kim slinked over and gave me a dynamite kiss and a hug. Then Sandy did the same. Judy sashayed over, threw her arms around me and planted one of those kisses that I live for squarely on my lips. As she broke the kiss, leaving me out of breath, she said "Greg, we want to show you how much we appreciate all you've done for us and the squad." She.