As soon as they left the ground level the stairwell was finished to look as though it had been carved out of living rock. At the bottom of the stairca...e was a heavy iron door which opened into a reproduction of a castle dungeon and torture chamber. There were a couple of reproductions of torture devices which would never be used: for example, there was an iron maiden which would have killed its victim. But there were also some devices which could be used with a little less real damage. A rack. "We made the whole thing."Markus froze while Andrea was giddy with joy, practically bouncing inplace"YOU BUILT A HORSE SUIT! A FUNCTIONING HORSE SUIT! MARKUS FUCK ME RIGHTNOW WHEN I GET IN!"She pulled the suit from Kathy's hand who just stood there, sitting downin one of the chair as the smooth, clean (if kinky ) presentation wastaken away from her and she was reduced to a viewer in the orgies ofcrazy rich people that happened to be paying her paycheck.Andrea laid out the costume since it was. Since then I have bought the full hommemystere range because that eveninghad been the most amazing sex of our relationship but as I had given myword to wear her camisole my lingerie collection included femininelingerie too...After the first night I found myself wearing panties as well as a camisolebecause Annie insisted on it as she said the panties were part of a setwith the camisole and I did not feel in a position to argue given that Iwas already wearing the camisole.Then when Annie's first. He noted the swelling curves of her ripe buttocks beneath the pleated jumper, the narrowness of her waist, the full curves of her nylon-clad thighs, her slender ankles and her dainty feet steeply arched in the attractive black high-heel sandals. And he also noted the exquisite look of embarrassment and shame on her pretty, hotly blushing face. There was always something vividly erotic about the look of shame on a young woman's face when undergoing correction."What are we waiting for?" one of.