Her name was Jess... Or at least that's what she told me it was. I'd given her a fake name and she knew it so I suspect that she'd not given me her re...l name either.I can remember sitting on my sofa one Sunday morning and she popped up with a comment on my cock. She was a new member and was therefore pretty chatty (she hadn't gotten sick of all of the pests yet) She was so friendly that I actually thought that she was a fake or was going to try to sell me her knickers, I called her bluff by. We went to the door and rang the door bell. We were surprised when we were greeted by a man dressed in a leather jock strap and little else. He introduced him self as slave Steve and we were to follow. Steve had a bare ass and I noticed that he was hairless from the neck down. He led us into a room that was filled with all types of racks and bondage gear. Slave Steve motion for us to sit down and said Goddess Lana would join us shortly. In a few minutes Lana or I should say Goddess Lana. "Thank you for the offer but Hove and I have an arduous day in the morrow. A fast will clear our minds, and ready our spirits." As you wish gentlemen, I bid you a good night." Smiling graciously, Mrs Machin handed the keys to Holmes.Minutes later Holmes relaxed in an armchair and lit his pipe. He studied the street below through the window. It was interesting that even away from the hustle of London life was still very evident, even in the late evening. Ned considered this as he drew on his. Damn! Some treacherous male had revealed one of manhood's most closely guarded secrets in a moment of weakness; we gave pet names to our junk. My appendage answered to the name of Harvey (as in Harvey the Hardon)."Let's see if Harvey wants to come out and play." Alice used both hands to slide my shorts down to my knees.Freed from his fabric prison, Harvey joyfully sprang into the air, nearly poking Alice in the face. Turning her head to face me, Alice leaned into me and kissed the end of my.