Let's enjoy our meal."Our drinks arrived, and she sipped her martini. I felt the drink warm her as it slid down her esophagus. I didn't like the taste..., so I countered the gin with root beer."When I picked you for my contact and probed your memories, you weren't married and didn't have a significant other. Has that changed?" Not really." You'd also quit drinking, but that's changed." Not really. I let myself indulge in a drink once in a while." Oh, fuck! The drinking comment refers to that party. He flicked a switch on the side of the cage and the vibrators sprang into life. As they did so Rebecca gave a soft groan and began to wriggle in time with the motorised thrusts. The cage swung right around. "No gag, you'll notice," Rick went on. "She's learning to keep quiet. If she manages to take an hour or so of this without too much moaning she'll be allowed out of the cage for a while." Isn't it, well, a bit brutal? I mean is it really necessary to treat them like this?" Nah. The way I see. The night manager walked in with this mounting of a man black almost 7 feet tall and built like a brick shit house – god said Jay if his hands are anything to go on his cock must be massive – you better give me a good whipping before I take it.On sitting down and placing another bottle of wine on the table introductions were made Jack was the monsters name and as we sat chatting and having a drink Jay put on her party piece – both went quiet as they looked – O fuck said Jack they look beautiful. "I managed to achieve this changing stroke every three or four lengths and by the time we finished we had spent almost an hour in the pool. At the end she moved into my lane, put her arms around me and gave me a kiss. Still holding me and pressing her body into me she said,"I think that is probably more than enough for today and you might be a bit stiff tomorrow, so we will go and get changed and I will take you through to the gym and show you the equipment, then we will go for a coffee."In the.