He told me to wait where I was and he left me in his kitchen for a moment. When he came back, he told me that the bathroom was the first door on the l...ft. I walked in to find a pile of sexy lingerie on the bathroom counter. I was so drunk and stoned and horny, but I got the hint lol. After I used the bathroom, I started going through the clothes. I put on a pair of lacy black boy shorts and matching teddy. Then I put on the black sheer thigh highs and black garter belt. I looked in the mirror. "Like Uncle like niece. I think you girls should visit my place, here's my card." Her business card was white with an embossed image of a riding crop. It read, ‘Ruby's dungeon: discretion assured.’I looked at her quizzically."Yes, darling, I run the only establishment in London which caters for the specialised kinks of the English upper class. I think you will find it will appeal to your girlfriend. Freddie says her birthday is coming up, bring her as a present. I know just the girl for her."So. While some women do fight their own instincts, the urge is strong enough that it is considered mentally unhealthy to do so for long periods of time.The fetish that a woman either fulfills or partakes in is tied to their genetics, with a variety that coincidentally roughly translates to the national boundaries of present-day Earth. Women whose ethnic identity has no known fetish are assumed to have one that has not yet been discovered.A woman's predisposition to a fetish is tied to their. Once we arrive, you ask us to pour a drink and put some music on while you freshen up. The music is soft and slow. You return without your jacket on, revealing to us that under your tank top you aren't wearing a bra. The mood is light and we sit for a bit to chat. You ask him to dance, which he readily accepts, taking your hand and pulling you to him, both of you swaying to the music. I sit back and watch as you lean into him, kissing him lightly at first before adding a bit of passion to the.