“We went to a lot of trouble to get you this sexy, new outfit and we want you to earn it.” From beside the couch, she brought out a camera with a...flash. “The nice man at the shop loaded it up for me. There are 36 pictures. It’s automatic so even you can’t fuck it up.” She said. The camera looked impressive. I only needed to look through the viewfinder and focus just like the automatic cameras some of my wealthier friends had. “You seem to like filthy pictures so much, we thought it was time. “I think I like it when you order me around, too,” he replied. They ate in silence. “Maybe we ought to play this Master and Slave game.”“Okay,” she said, “we both are okay with being the Master or the Slave, I guess. How about if I call Kelly and toss this idea out to her, see what she thinks about it? I’ll bet she’d be a great Slave.”“We both already know she can be a good dominator,” said her husband. He’d already been on the receiving end of her taking charge. And loved it.“I’ll talk to. She told me to close my eyes as she wanted to change and she said if i open my eyes before i am told i wont be getting the surprise which she would be giving me later that night.I followed her and closed my eyes and when she told me to open.It was a dream come true for me…my angel my cutie pie standing in hot pants and spactie(dont know the exact spelling).I just stood up and hugged her and gave a deep passionate kiss to her. She gave me a honey on my hand and laid herself on bed. I asked her. Seven girls—mostly naked most of the time—and me. I was still putting in extra shifts at the grocery store, but they were all early shifts. I got to work at six-thirty and was home by three. I guessed that would get me in shape for my eight o’clock meat cutting course this semester. At least I wouldn’t have too much in the evening. My last class on Monday and Wednesday would be out at five-thirty and the rest of the week I was off at two unless we had a symposium. Looking at the second semester.