“Yep,” Phil said. “Dinner and a night at the theatre.”“Are you staying in a hotel or coming back here?” Molly wondered.Phil shrugged. He w...uld let Hailey decide what came next. He suspected that she would want privacy.Tiffany looked at Phil for a moment.“You have something big planned, don’t you?” she asked with a grin.“I’m not saying anything,” Phil told her. “I know where your allegiances lie. I want some things to stay a surprise.”Molly rolled her eyes. She had found the engagement ring. The door suddenly flew open and two sets of boots were heard marching towards us.?No one said you could talk slaves! I am Mistress Alexis and I own you both as of right now. Keep your heads down! You will now confirm your position and owner but I’ll give you one last chance to free yourself and leave but this is your last chance. Now the reason that I am doing this is that I’ve been watching you since you arrive and I am in need and have decided to make both of you my pain-sluts and let me warn. " I understand, my love," he said. "My own queen." He felt her back stiffen as he said the last. "I am with you." Keep calling me queen once in a while, OK, darling? It gives me some strength."Together they made their way through the tunnel. There was less pause when they reached the final bottleneck, and she went through more comfortably as he quickly followed.Surprisingly, the mother stood this time at the entrance on her disproportionately short legs to greet them. Automatically Meiersdottir. I wondered, through the shock and the sweetness, at how much she seemed to enjoy what she was doing. After all, what pleasure was she getting from this? But she was certainly getting something out of it. The catch at the back of her throat when she spoke and the wild look in her eye told me my aunt was getting a definite thrill from wanking my dick.“Naughty, dirty boy,” she crooned. “I saw you looking. I saw you, Mikey. What were you thinking? Were you thinking about my tits? Were you thinking.