“Would you like to try it? Would you like to have anal sex? “Hell yeah!” I said with probably too much obvious enthusiasm. “Get your stuff an... follow me, I’m staying at a relative’s beach house, we can do it there. I promise you’ll have butt sex within the hour but you have to trust me and do what I tell you.” she said cheerfully. I agreed and could hardly move fast enough!A few minutes later we entered the bedroom of an older but still cozy beach house of average size. We wasted no time. When we got to Carl & Beckys I told her to stay where she was until they gotthere to open the house up while the rest of us got the boys stuff out of thepickup. We were parked at the curb in front of their house too. It was about 5minutes later when Carl pulled in the driveway & Becky got out & walked totheir door naked to unlock & open the door. Then Angel started to get off theboy in her asshole but I stopped her. Then I asked the boy in her asshole tocarry her to the porch mounted on him. "Will's dead a few years now. Just selling off the collection finally" she said with a glassy whimsical look in her eyes. She was stunning for her age, around 70, pale, piercing blue eyes, still strong colored natural blonde hair, a thin nordic woman that dressed as if it were 1940; sporting a white outfit i remember seeing Jackie O wear once. I was more than happy to pick her up and be seen with her. Her Husband was BIG in cars, racing, and other pursuits.. Mega rich on my gauge. I had. He’d seen her around the office and he’s cast her in a role in his personal fantasies, just as he had many of the other women that worked there. Now, of course, things had moved on to a different level.Before seeing the document, he would never have imagined that she really was a dominatrix, only that she fitted his own, particular, take on how one should look. The idea that she had slaves, held under such a contract would have seemed absurd if he hadn’t seen the draft agreement with his own.