The majority of families were late twenties and early thirties, and me being 38, could sometimes feel older, although my body still isnt too bad, 78kg..., well tonned and tanned, 185cm, shoulder length hair, whole body shaven! …well, anyway, Crispen and Tess were a fine looking couple with good jobs and no c***dren. He was 33, about my height, short blond hair and quite fit, Tess was a little smaller, also 33, tight round arse beneath her slim waist and legs to heaven and long blonde straight. That amused him.“Glad your Master is back, slave?” he asked.“Yes, Master,” replied Julia huskily. She had been weeping a lot in Quentin’s absence. Praying, too. Praying that he would decide to take her with him when he went.“I wonder,” grinned Quentin happily.He turned and went into the bathroom... and when, a few minutes later, he came back, he was naked. Gross and hairy, punch wobbling, he waddled across the room and took the collar and chain off Julia.“You’re going to suck me, slave,” said. This was crazy — so stupid of me, I didn't have to do this? But at that moment in time there seemed no way out. I wished more than anything that I hadn't allowed Kat to talk me into attending this ridiculous party. A loud cheer suddenly burst through the door. I guessed they had just found their volunteer. Moments later the door opened and a young man was pushed from the room. He was quickly gathered up by the escort behind me and led away. We barely acknowledged each other in passing as hands. “I won’t tell anyone, l promise,” she said, “l just want to be left alone.”“I’ll decide what happens to you,” he replied, “and you should know that if you do tell anyone, that video will be broadcast all over the internet.”She turned and walked dow the side of the house, fumbling in her handbag for her key to the back door.“Is there anyone else home?” He asked.“No, my husband is away,” she replied, then thought again how stupid she was to tell him that. She managed to unlock the door but as.