Every minute detail had been seen to by her thoughtful mate. From the esquisetly catered food and drinks to the bowls of condoms and lubricants to the... dozens of large wine colored pillows set conveniently around the large room. He had even stocked the ice bucket with her favorite Riesling wine. A peek into the lavish bathroom with its jacuzzi tub showed that he had included the Dark Sugar glycerin soap that she used on special occasions. The one that, he said, made her skin taste and smell like. And, these subs all took turns anchored face up in the specially designed toilets. Some were designated GS only, and others "Anything Goes". Debbie was getting wet again just thinking of the options.Her question was answered when she began to read the Rules of the Retreat. All the normal stuff. Subs were to be naked at all times. Chains, gags, etc., were at the option of his/her Mistress. Clothing was optional for all Mistresses. But, it also explained that there were a set of "Play Rules" that. Claire asked if it were possible to give her a ride if she could get the rest of the day off as she was traveling to this town tomorrow and would be hitch hiking her way due to cash flow problems.I pointed out that my company policy was no passengers but I would make an exception for her if she could get away in the next ten minutes.Claire dashed off and seconds later she was back with a rucksack smiling from ear to ear.Her boss had given her the rest of the day off and she was happy to travel. Their hair, skin, smell, and shape are just so mesmerizing. In this case, the woman was very close to perfection. I was going on an outing with her and I didn't even know her name. I guess it was good that I had brought along some of my dressier, casual clothes. I didn't want to disappoint my new friend.It was an hour later to the minute, when the sporty red Ferrari, F360 Spider pulled up in front of my camp."Are you ready," she asked above the purr of the engine.I had changed into a nice pair.