”David could not, of course, make any comment. Nor wouldhe even were she to remove the gag. But calling himslave, he thought, was going too far....Although, she wasclearly treating him like one and perhaps it was lessderogatory than ‘Wanker’.He glanced to his left as Karin dismounted, to see herstepping into a pair of ‘dildo pants’. The sight of herin black boots, stockings, basque and now sporting asix inch powerful erection was both worrying anderotic. Still gagged. “I was warming up,” said I escorting her to the house. “Now the real fun begins.”“Come to mama,” she said closing the front door behind her back.For our next love session we chose the stairs. She lay on her back, legs apart, controlling my mind with her piercing green eyes. Within a second I fell on my knees and buried my face in her pussy – just like she ordered me to do. My devotion and passion made her gasp and moan wildly. I showed no mercy to her pussy.After half an hour the doorbell rang.. Instead, I decided to follow her over the next few weeks to see if she had changed her ways. It was less than 48 hours before I saw her drive down and busy street around 6pm on a Tuesday evening and pull up outside a run-down house in a very rough area. She got out of the car and was wearing a tight navy top, a black mini skirt that barely covered her arse with sheer black tights and black high heels. She approached the house and after a moment the door opened and she walked in. My mind was. Through the door I could see that it was one of the aerobics instructors. I think that her name was Kathleen or Kathryn but everybody called her Kat. She was the epitome of aerobic instructors, tall, blond, blue-eyed and very shapely.The bathing area was quite large but only had three showers. From where I was standing with my head bowed and my back to the center shower the entrance to the room was to my right. I couldn't help but peek at her as she entered the bathing area. She caught me.