He pulled me buy the lash and said, "Pull up the back of your skirt and show everyone your ass." I grabbed the hem of my skirt, pulling it up to expos... my ass, my stocking tops and exposing my thong. We walked into the front of the store, and he led me to the counter and paid our cover charge. The clerk didn't even blink when he saw me bound and gagged with a collar and leash around my neck, holding my own skirt up to show off my ass so that all of the patrons in the store could see I was here. Of course, he was wearing a pair of custom leather boots, more appropriate for the middle ages so his opinion on footwear mattered little and he did not expect she would appreciate his comments on her shoes anymore than she seemed to appreciate him pointing out her tardiness. His own jeans had seen better days but they were comfortable and it was early enough in the day that comfort was more important than fashion, even in Paris. He had pulled on a black t-shirt which, while not his normal. .l mean we all knew what we…’ ‘no, l don’t mean that, l mean where the hell is Andy going to sleep tonight?’ I nearly choked on my beer, my sister just gawped at mum ‘I mean is he going to sleep in your room or mine or maybe he could come and go between the two’ mum laughed out loud after she said this, all tension was broke and we joined in. ‘I’m sorry mum, l didn’t mean to do it’ my sister said ‘no need to say sorry to me,. Minutes later he pushed his shorts to his ankles also, and slid in between her legs. It was his first time, and as expected, his staying power was extremely limited. Hanna was barely excited when she felt the first blast of his cum. He immediately apologized for his quick trigger, and after a few minutes, did much better at his second attempt. Hanna actually enjoyed a minor orgasm, nothing like what she was hoping for, but enough to realize that a sexual life did exist for her beyond her.