Tight stirrup women's ski pants in a bright neon red. Of course my pants are inside my white and pink women's ski boots. I have a matching red and bla...k jacket, which is cut in a peplum style. So my waist is restricted and I have that "cute" hourglass look. The jacket is in a floral motif. On my hands are matching red mittens, with fake white fur trim, and on my head is a fake white fur headband. My teased hair poking out the top and my bangs and sides curled under it. Bright red lipstick and. ’ His eyes sparked a bit, but the side of his mouth turned up. ‘Make me? That sounds… interesting.’ He pulled me in again and planted a small kiss on my chest, right where my shirt collar was. I made a soft mewing sound, half frustration, half sigh. He burrowed his face closer. ‘Hmm… I like that noise. Don’t be mad, ok? I’m relaxing now.’ He trailed kisses along the collar of my v-neck shirt, and pushed his hands into my back pockets, pulling me even closer. I gave up and gave in, leaning into. So how about we are together over the weekends, Friday through to Sunday night. I will take you to work on Monday morning and then you are at home for the rest of the week?" Elaine gave that some thought and agreed."That would work. But can we talk frequently?" She pleaded."Of course. If you wanted to come over any evening I can come over to see you, or bring you back here, or we could have long telephone chats." She was smiling now, that cheeky little smile."Dirty phone calls?" I. Do you see why I bind them this way? I love the little dance they do. Let's get them doing the pain polka!"With that she gave Eric three quick lashes, making him scream and hop about in his helplessness and agony. Elke fell into rhythm with her and soon the slaves were doing a fine dance. They kept it up until their gales of laughter made them unable to swing and they paused for breath. But worse was in store for the slaves."Now Elke, go unbind Wilhelm's cock and balls. We'll leave Eric as he.