It took about an hour but I finally found what I was looking for on the top shelf of the bedroom closet - three photo albums and over half a dozen vid...otapes. I took them home with me and settled down to see what Wanda had been hiding under her clothes.The scrapbooks were eye openers. I never would have figured that John and Wanda could be so kinky. There were hundreds of nudes of Wanda and in almost half of them John had photographed her pushing an amazing number of things up her pussy and. As they ran Alicia saw their asses jiggling with each stride. They must of both been a similar age to Alicia yet they where both at least a head taller. She opened the door and the smell of whisky hit her first, it peregrinated across the whole building and Alicia new Arnol must be blind drunk. The second smell to hit her was cum. A new stain on the floor. She sighed. She made her masters bed and then went to the well outside, she heaved up a bucket of fresh water.She then went to the linen. She handed it to me and I motioned for her to bend over. I brushed her hair aside and clipped the leash to her collar. Jennifer stood up and looked at her friend sheepishly."This is what all proper slave girls wear," I said smiling at Brittany. I tugged the leash and Jennifer responded by sinking to her knees beside me. Brittany stared at her young friend then looked at me. She looked down at the sand and moved her feet back and forth to make a small pile."I came here to ask to stay with you. "I can't breath like this," I gasped."Nonsense," Edith said. "Girls put up with worse that this for centuries. It's a little uncomfortable, I grant you, but you'll get used to it. Take shallow breaths."I was trying, but I didn't feel like I could get any air in my lungs at all."Now, let's see what we've got," she said, slipping the yellow measuring take around me again. "32-22-33 - a much more girlish shape, you'll admit."I'd admit anything to get out of that device of torture.Of course, the.