A little pamperingcan be so relaxing now and then don't you think dear?" she asked."Yes, yes it is," I replied quietly."You sound a bit horse dear, ho...e you're not coming down with anything,"she said mildly concerned.I began to panic, I squirmed in the chair as she turned to her table. Iquickly cleared my throat in a feminine manner. "I had a bit of a sorethroat a few days ago but feel much better now. It must be that time ofyear when everything is going around," I assured her, trying to. " He looked at Jennifer, trying to tell her silently that he wouldn't overdo it.Paul liked the way she looked but he was going to like even more, taking those clothes off her. He was going to do that himself. It suddenly occurred to him that with what Peter had told him in private, for the next week, Jennifer was really his to do with as he pleased. He had very mixed feelings about it. He certainly didn't want her to feel tortured but on the other hand, she was going to submit to him.He had. I heard a distinct symphony of clicks, suggesting the movementof weighty tumblers, as she deftly twisted the key in its receptical.Lisa left the key in the lock and pulled on the two substantial ironhandles. Silently, the arched double doors swung open towards us,revealing a curved, downward-leading staircase of slate-tiled flats andoak risers dropping away into the darkness below. In the dimly reflectedlight of the hallway behind us, I could just make out that the archedceiling and walls of. She smiled back.“Oh you silly man! You can’t have a female. You are a slave; you know you can only entertain a mistress by appointment!” She seemed to take delight in emphasising the ‘female’ issue and jerked me away from the tease of the harem girls, leading me across the hallway to a similar eunuch guarded room. As we approached at a distance I could already see the sweet feminine shapes, soft and scented, through the bars at which I would be made to stand. Mistress laughed as I took my.