She shivered as she felt his finger probe lightly at her anus, under her skirt.He looked at her and he was wearing the quirky smile she had seen frequ...ntly in the years they had been together, as well as in pictures going all the way back to the sweet photo his parents had made at age 5. He leaned cose to her and said quietly, "Are you chilly, my slut?"Paula giggled. "No, Master, if anything I am so hot I feel like I am about to explode!"Kevin nodded sagely. "Let us see if we can remedy that,. Your chest was rather large, filling a C cup nicely, you also had a perfect bubble butt that a coin could bounce on. You were proud of your body, but your armour made it so few would ever get to see it.Despite everything, however, there was a dark truth that you kept hidden from anyone. Your status and oaths would never allow you to admit it to yourself, but it was a truth as undeniable as the sky being blue. You had fantasies of a different life for yourself. A life that didn't revolve around. He said he was training me. I would kneel for him and do house work while I was bound in some way, so my movement was limited. It was a challenge to do the work some times. Some times I would be punished for not doing the work well, even though it was difficult or even impossible to accomplish what needed to be done. If I did well he would make love to me while I was tied. One day it started to move more intense. He took me into his basement and down there was a total dungeon down there, it was. Remus Trump was a famous cowboy in the Montana Territory. His business empire grew to include acquisition of valuable equestrian assets and intimate dealings with the Montana railroad. Beginning in 1883, he devoted several years of his life to government service, finally taking leave to resume his dealings with the railroad. In 1887, he was a key player in a vital investigation run by the renowned Pinkerton Detective Agency. In 1889, Remus passed away during an important civic function held in.