"This is kind of heavy. I'll get George to help you. George! Would youhelp the ladies with their package to their car? Thank you ma'am. Comeagain....George was a foot taller than me and 150-200 pounds heavier. He put thepackage in the trunk and went back in the store without saying a thing.The ride home was something. I was pretty silent, and Aunt Emma chatteredaway, about how pretty I was in my makeup, how great my nails looked, whata big hit I was in the adult store, how George was. There where don’t know that, this was sleeper coach and they having general ticket. And somehow they settled in my seat (I gave they place because they may be get down nearby stop so)Then one aunty asked me where I am going so I told and she told that we also going there itself. Then I asked her did she have reservation , for that she told is this reservation coach? Me : yes it is reservation coachAunty : we have general ticket, so what can we do now?Me : (I liked there body, not that much. All fitted with open mouth hoods and ring gags. Basic objective was to relieve the stresses of masters with 3 open holes for the females and 2 open holes for the males, masters could also sit a slave on there cocks too if desired.The other for the tent for the time being were locked into display cages.The gimp males were next as again it was simple, they were locked into sectioned rooms in the gimp house with a length of chain attached to collars around their necks to restrict movement to there. He'd stare and, sometimes, I'd see him rub his cock. When he went into the kitchen for a beer, I'd pop up and stand between him and the refrigerator and, being sure to keep my voice casual (in case my mother could hear), I'd ask, "What do you want daddy? Can I get it for you?" I'm sure you think I'm evil. And, maybe I am. But, I saw the way he looked at me and, in that moment, I was just a woman to him. A pair of tits and a sweet, wet pussy - living right under his roof. And, I saw he wanted.