It opened.A strange man stood there. He stared with surprise at my full lips and heaving breasts, the strands of sperm glistening on my skin."I'm he...e to see Ted," I mumbled.He continued to stare.Slowly, I flushed red."Ted?" I repeated."Are you some sort of hooker?" he asked finally, completing my shame.People were walking by on the sidewalk. I could tell they were staring. Semen oozed down my leg. The cuffs were cold on my wrists."No." I mumbled. I was something even lower and more. Rachel was still completing the programme. I'd called Sarah into my office. She appeared, smartly dressed as always her clearly visible collar the only real indication of her slave status, exactly on time. "Good morning, Mr Ross," she said brightly. "It's so nice to be back here. How can I help?"I told her that I wanted to talk to her about her experiences with Brad and Lauren to help build up my picture of the ways that our customers used their purchases. I could see she was uncomfortable with. He didn’t like them either. He just thought they were stupid. Maureen had her own reasons. He knew it didn’t matter. If Maureen didn’t like them, he wasn’t wearing them and that was that.He picked out a light blue boat neck shirt, a pair of dark blue straight legged slacks, a pair of black socks and the black casual shoes she said she liked. He was going all out to look good tonight. She wanted him to look good, and he was determined to make her proud of him.He drove over and picked her up at. Another flash filled the car, muted through the heavily fogged windows, and a second later, an even louder crash of thunder shook the car. Nicky jumped, but Billy gently rubbed her nude body to soothe her. “Hey… don’t worry, baby, we’re safe here.” He squeezed a firm tit in his sweaty paw. Nicky could now see that the windows were so fogged up that even if someone were to brave the downpour, they wouldn’t be able to see anything anyway. Plus, the storm was so strong now that only a fool would.