I pulled out the flogger I like best and laid it on my lap. Cindy’s eyes could not leave the toy and I know that she also was aware of my rising ha...d on. I held off as long as I wanted and then picked up the flogger and played with the leather, watching Cindy’s eyes grow more inviting. I asked if she had done what I wanted if she was coming over. She stood up and bent over the arm of the couch exposing her bear ass. No panties as instructed and I knew this was going to be fun. I had her. I grab the rope and tie her to the chair immobilizing her hands and feet. I tell Amy to get back on the bed and sit down. Once I'm confident she's secure, I stand in front of her to inspect my handiwork. I reach into my bag of goodies and pull out the "back massager" I found at Walgreens. I bend down to lift up Matt's dress and petticoat and pull her panties to the floor revealing her aching clit stick still in its plastic cage. I retrieve the key from Amy and tease Matt with it making her. ”“Just treat them with respect and listen to them, okay?” Tergin grunted.Yren followed Tergin into the house, ducking his head as he walked in. The door was seven feet tall so he needn’t have bothered but Yren always ducked anyway. Sir Givens had asked him about the habit once and Yren would only say it had something to do with the bricks; the doorway looked smaller than it was.“Yren Dray-Tulat, allow me to introduce you to Gillen Hawksley, the First Knight of the Queen’s Royal Third Platoon,”. Donna is my absolute favourite lady.’ ‘Mine too.’ Donna swatted my arse gently. ‘Be silent, hussy. You’re here purely as an ornament.’ There was a large audience and the gallery owner, called Julian, introduced the artist and mentioned Donna’s role in promoting her. More pride for me. Formalities over, the viewing began with a lot of sage nodding of heads and even more champagne. A hand caressed my arse. I didn’t normally mind when she did that, quite the opposite in fact, but since her hand.