The empress returned my pledge in a container of minuscule size. As she did so the smoke thinned enough for me to become aware that I was surrounded b...y a vast crowd of gaily-dressed ladies. It appeared that almost the entire female populace of the capital was assembled to greet me. The loud voiced lady delivered her majesty’s request that I should resume a recumbent position so that conversation could take place between myself and the empress directly without need for an announcer. I placed. I quickly complied and stood before her at rigid attention, she then remarked ?you are quite muscular for a slut?. This immediately caused some concern, as slut refers to females, and I had already made clear that I had no interest in cross dressing.She had already instructed me the previous day that I would speak only if spoken to first. Before I could give the matter any further thought, she directed me to put my hands behind my back and quickly used a pair of steel handcuffs to secure them.. ”After the enema, Ramla was in the toilet for a while. It was pain at first but soon she was sweaty nude asking for her clothes. I told her to bath and come into my room. She stood wet from her shower in my room. I had closed the windows and doors for privacy. Me: Now, how do you feel?Ramla: I thought I will die after you syringe that liquid in my ass. Oh and the time in the toilet was so vulgar. And I still have pain.Me: But aren’t you feeling light now. Enema was to clean the guts and the. When Chris returned he didn't say anything, but he surely noticed as his eyes lit up and then he tried not to stare. As dinner was winding down it was apparent no one wanted to leave. Chris looked over at Gill for a sign and Gill shrugged and nodded, not knowing how to respond. "Well," Chris said slowly, looking them both in the eyes, "I'm not ready to have this evening end . . . would like to come up to my room for a nightcap." The moment of truth had arrived. Gill and Lisa glanced quickly at.