Kris was soon chattering away with the other people in the tub, after a while I left and went to get a drink, and then back to my cabin for a much-nee...ded snooze. That evening at dinner, the ladies were there, both looking fine, I noticed Diane had found herself a more stylish wrap, wore heels, and had put some makeup on, and ditched the glasses except to read the menu. She had combed her hair out, it looked soft and glossy. I caught a whiff of a nice vanilla type perfume from across the table.. Her soft, slightly bruised curves rise and fall with her slow, shallow breathing. He smiles at the sight of his beautiful pet, so peacefully resting. He places a hand on her waist and looks her up and down. She is perfect. He holds her and kisses her slowly, pulling her up from the sheets, tight against his body. She relaxes and melts into the kiss, leaning into his embrace. Thank goodness hes finally home. A long day of play has left her body tired and sore, but still she must do her duties.. She scooted down and this time, when she took a man into her mouth, it was because she wanted to. She was thrilled to feel him begin to harden immediately. He tried to pull her hips up to his mouth, but she was impatient, and as soon as he was hard she scrambled back up and sheathed him in her. Then she rocked and kissed him until she felt the sweet release and her pussy clenched him. When he felt and heard her passion he pinched her nipples and pulled on them and she whined at the mingled. Soon, Daddy returned, and I was loaded onto a wheeled cart in my bondage, and taken blindfolded, always blindfolded, out of my cell, to a washroom where Daddy uncuffed me, cleaned me up and gave me my new outfit, an extremely short whorish maid's uniform that made it even clearer what I was there for: to serve and be used. I didn't have to stand long on the 7 inch platform heels with locking ankle cuffs, as he soon put me back on the cart. "This is the first of your new outfits, whore." Daddy.