Deal?"Mabel gave a big pout but caved a moment later. "Fine. Deal."A moment later Kristine felt her dick and balls shrivel to a pathetic sizeonce more... "Good. Now headquarters might need a few days to set up thechange. Then they probably send some workers by to overhaul and redecoratethe manor. Don't change any of them. I mean it Mabel." Do I get a reward if I don't?" Mabel asked with a glint in her eyes."Fine. I'll fuck you in the evenings if you behave. Damn you really are aslut. I need to go. She told me her name was Caron,and said she would ring me again.Unusually, I hoped she did.Later that day,I went shopping to try pick up a new top for a 40th birthday party I was going to at the weekend.I browsed for over an hour but didn't see anything I liked.When I went into Marks and Spencers however, I found something I hadn't been expecting.I had picked up a nice lacy top for 20 quid and was at the till.The girl at the register had been staring at me as soon as I got on the queue.When I. Number one then went to another black bag and pulled out a two foot long object that was thin in the middle, had a handle and at the opposite end had a little flat four inch end. He walked back over to the bed and sat down on the mattress beside her to the right of her hip.He then very softly traced the flat end just below her shoulders on her chest from one underarm to the other. He then began to gently move the flat end around each of her breasts.Most people would consider Kat as being thin.. The upstairs of the Salon was as large as the bottom, totally soundproofed. Up there, Ann or one of her personally trained sluts would make you cum, fuck you, massage you, be with you as long as you wanted, all they asked in return was equal satisfaction and a small donation to the fund for the mortgage on the property. As several of Ann’s clients were wealthy, bored housewives with strong bi-sexual or lesbian streaks, Ann’s mortgage was nearly paid. Her salon had not yet been open 10 years..