” I commanded him. Like a good pet he obeyed, eyes down. “Look at me.” As his green eyes met mine, I could see a hunger in them as he saw me ...or the first time. Drinking every inch of me in, I felt powerful. I looked at the shackles that hung from the ceiling and back to him; he knew what was to come, he rose from his knees tentatively wondering if he would pay with a flogging for this move without being told. I would allow it, for now. He walked over to the shackles, his semi hard dick. She held the liquid filled bulb upright while she unscrewed the nozzle. When the nozzle was free, she put it to Barbara's lips and then into her mouth, playing out the same scenario as she had with the enema nozzle. "Of course you know that this is a douche kit, Barbara. I'm now going to clean out your sweet, shaven pussy with a good, old-fashioned vinegar douche. Now arch your back high into the air, keep your shoulders flat on the table, so that we don't spill any on the table. That's it, now. She was still cold, not that she’d paid any attention to that recently, and he shuddered as her cold nose pressed against his skin.He was an incredible kisser, she had to admit – clearly those Free Marches girls had given him some lessons – and she’d lost herself entirely to the simple pleasure of just kissing. Now that she could breathe again and her head had stopped reeling, the worries she’d been suppressing came back into focus.He was Fereldan. She was Orlesian. He was a nobleman, she a. I began to look to see if she was in sight, before placing myself at various positions where I would surely be visible. I was always careful to avoid eye-contact, so I was never sure that I had been spied, but was almost certain that I had been.Adjacent to our back door was a cupboard that contains a washing machine, a microwave oven, and some household products. Beside the cupboard rested our refrigerator. Sometimes I would leave the back door open, and pretend to have business in the cupboard.