Katrina swallowed cheerfully."That's better," said a relieved Delrog as he rolled over onto his back, "I couldn't be bothered to walk over to the cess...it. And you have no objection, do you?" Of course not, my love," replied Katrina, reaching over to have a swig from a nearby bottle of drinkDelrog smirked. Truly the SLUT medallion was a powerful magical item. It had utterly converted this stuck-up Elf bitch into his bitch. Later he'd make her eat his shit!And she would. There was no doubt this. "Standing up, Kathy quickly removed her clothing, folding them neatly on the desk, before grabbing the collar and fastening it about her neck. Once she was done, she stood nervously beside her desk, hands fidgeting, waiting for Vicki's next order."On your hands and knees slut. Crawl over here like the bitch you are," Vicki ordered. She then leaned forward in her seat and began calling to Kathy as she would a puppy dog. "Come here slut. That's a good whore. You can do it." And when Kathy was at. "When we got to work I watched Trevor all morning. He kept his suitjacket on to try to hide his bra, clearly worried that someone would seeit. Had they really looked at him like I was doing they would have seenhow his suit bulged round his breasts. They would also have seen that hewas wearing a black bra under his white shirt through the gap around thelapel. I felt a bit guilty then. I should have told him to wear a whitebra, it would have been less obvious. I was amazed no-one noticed.It. My allocated female attendant was a Sri Lankan woman. She took my hand and led me up the steep staircase to find a vacant cubicle. We went up three floors before a suitable cubicle was found. The cubicles were made of plaster board with walls only going 1.8m high, so open to the ceiling with a curtain hanging across the doorway. Neither soundproof or private.I asked if I could take a shower before the massage. There was a stool in the cubicle on which I put my damp clothes, and with only a.