"I have to hand it to you, Sara," Laura confessed as Sara carefully put her clothes down on a chair across the room. "I never could have thought these... huge, clownish pjs could be sexier than a lace teddy... but they sure are."Sara grinned, walking toward Laura, her breasts swaying under the flannel. "I know. They work, don't they. Something about the contrast, I guess." She paused in her approach and made a crosseyed curtsey. "I look like a clown, but I'm all nakey under my clothes."Laura broke. .. or else she would be punished harshly later.Without another word he set to completing her restraint. She already knew his plans - that the purpose of the party would be to humiliate and degrade her so utterly that she would become even in her own eyes just an object for his pleasure. But the idea still terrified her and she couldn't help the quiet whimpers that bubbled from her chest.The shock of the slap took her by surprise. Even though the thickly padded hood absorbed all the sting she. No cities and the skyline was changed. No cars, no roads. Wewent back and tried to work out what the hell had happened..."She nodded...The first woman to speak then did, "Then I happened along. I was David,now I'm Davida Granger. I was a practical joker, whose jokes were neverreally funny. I was having one on my roommates boat. He snapped andthrew me off... the spray the water caught me and I was spun round...when I surfaced he was well away and I was in water logged clothing...Fortunately I. He listened intently to my appraisal of the fare, so that it seemed that my every word was of great interest. Then, his plate obviously already filled, he smiled and excused himself before returning to his table. Again, I had a feeling of loss as he disappeared around the corner. When I returned to my table, I was pleased to see that he was seated at the one next to it. He saw me heading his direction and said ‘Why don’t you join me? I would be so pleased to have your company.’ His steely.