“Not for the moment,” replies Stephanie. “Grace, Judith and I have that fairly well covered. I think Monique is wanting you to oversee the slave...quarters in the Tower once they’re in use.”We follow the same routine as yesterday, including releasing the two Bondage Slaves in the dungeon. The cells are empty tonight, meaning Lillian has returned to her mistress. By nine-fifteen, Stephanie and I are back in the recreation room of our building.The others haven’t bothered waiting for our return and. Hardly the maiden's dream of love. Like her he was stocky and hairy, with a bit of a paunch. What really caught my attention was his penis, sticking straight out from a large mop of black pubic hair. it was not what I had imagined. From what I had learned as teenager from the pot bank girls back home in Stoke on Trent I was expecting something snakelike ~ this was stubby and thick and my first thought was that I would never be able to take that inside me. She reached out and took his penis in. My buttocks were pulled apart by Alice while Rachel deftly wielded the razor. At last I was asked to stand, the plug was pulled and the shower was turned on and I rinsed myself off. I looked down at my sex, I smiled, and I was left with a Brazilian tuft above my cock. As my hands went around my body washing the hairs away I was amazed at my smoothness. I hadn't been that smooth since I was 11 or 12 years old!Alice and Rachel had a big fluffy towel in readiness for me, but they were so busy. I walked behind my husband and quickly grabbed his cock as hard as I could and pulled it free from the slut’s pussy, my husband was so fucking scared, stuttering he said hi honey, What the fuck are you doing you prick I screamed, what are you doing, you don’t fuck me in the ass, do you I cried out, I can explain please cried my husband, please let me explain he still cried, who the fuck is that, look at the state of her I wailed, get the fuck out my house you slut I screamed at her, get fucking.