Grey eyes. Well-built, but nothing spectacular to look at, and certainly no hint of cruelty about him, as I had come to expect.His questions were very...astute and to the point. He said his company had a wide range of pre-planned houses built to a common grid system, which allowed for easy and economical adaptation to individual needs as well as the lay of the land. He would be happy to show me.I had preset my little gadget to give me a small switch in time, fifteen seconds only, when I pressed. ”“Are you saying I’m a cheap whore?”“I only call you a cheap whore in the throes of passion while fucking you hard.”“And pulling my hair?”“Mmhmm.”“And spanking my ass?”“Oh yes,” Brandon agreed. “You’re getting me all horny, and we’re stuck here in this lobby. Did you get the guy’s number? Maybe we can go to his room after all.”“Yes, I got it,” Tonia laughed, making things up, “but, he said you can’t come. So, you’d still be stuck here for the night.”“Ahh,” Brandon said, scratching his chin as. She helped me slip into the brown leather sling-back pumps. They hadmedium heels and it took me awhile to walk in them but Tracy waspatient. "Real girls take a long time to learn how to manage theirheels, too. You're doing fine." After she was satisfied, she had me wrestle with jewelry clasps until Iwas sporting a gold choker necklace, a charm bracelet, an ankle braceletand four rings. Finally she sprayed me with perfume and led medownstairs to breakfast. It certainly felt strange masquerading. I had gone to a lot of trouble to make this moment happen, and so had my Master, and I very much wanted to make good on my promises.Finally the door to my rear opened and he unlocked my ankle cuffs just long enough to free my shorts. He rechained my ankles, but I was free of the seat post. It was clear I would be out of the van soon. Opening the opposite door he unlocked the wrist cuffs from the seat post chain, and still without a single word having been spoken, he pulled on my cuffs in such a.