So wrong ... That’s definitely the turn-on ... The idea of doing it on camera, of letting everyone see it ... That just makes it dirtier ... So dog ...first, tv second ... But I don’t think I’d do it without the tv. That’s what makes it special...”There’s a pause whilst Dennis decides if he wants to ask her any more questions ... Then, “Right then ... Let’s make it special then ... Get your kit off, and let’s get started!!”Frances has untucked her blouse almost before Dennis has invited her to. “Okay, I’m going to wash my hands. Then it will be time for the belt.” Far too quickly, she was back out of the bathroom, her hands playing with my sore cheeks. Her voice strong, she said, “Step away from the wall.” I did. “Bend over, get your hands down to your feet, then step through, so they’re tied in front of you.” I did, my ass not liking the bending over part. I saw that my hands were tied with the belt from her bathrobe, then looked up and saw the belt in her hand. Holy shit. It was not. There were two large swinging doors that were solid wood and she always needed help opening them to get inside. Inside, through these two doors, were a set of sliding glass doors that would open when a person stepped in front of them. And beyond that was the most beautiful building of flowers that anyone, as far as Molly was concerned, had ever seen. The trees were so very strange looking and the plants so very green. The flowers seemed to always be in bloom and some were even taller then she. Our Patriarch smiled when he saw me and motioned me over to join them. I made the obligatory genuflection to our King and a courtesy genuflection to the Donnakian King. Our Patriarch requires only that we show him respect.“A remarkable young man,” King Tariske commented as I approached. “After hearing about all of his deeds, I thought he was a wily, seasoned veteran. When the messengers told me he was young, I thought maybe twenty-five. When I met him, I was stunned to see just how young he.