"We're almost with no food for such as you, sire, only a stew and some bread, but we have good wine and the bed is of fine hay if I may say so." Good.... It will suffice." He nodded to the serving wench that was busy pouring wine from a barrel. "And a bed warmer?" This ain't a brothel, good sire. What the wench does is her business. Sometimes she takes with a guy and others not. You will have to ask her by self." I will."The wench put in front of the traveler a bowl of steaming food and a wooden. On one of those lazy and drowsy week day, I took leave from my office and had a nice nap and woke up around 1’o clock in the afternoon, got brushed and ate some food and sat idle for some time and opened Omegle to find new friends, whenever I type “Hi”, I get reply as “M”, and got vexed, and about to close the window and then at that point of time I got a message as “F” and felt happy and started chatting with the person and came to know her name is Gayatri and age is 37, and she is very. Iwanted to serve her right then."Where are your new shoes?" They don't go with these other clothes." That's true, remember your manners!" Sorry, Mistress Alison." That's better, now do you want to serve me?" Oh yes, yes please mistress." I was overcome with pleasure."Good. Lets get right into it. You are going to be my sex slave andmaid."I whimpered. "Get undressed sweetie, it transformation time!" Shelaughed.She led me to a bedroom, where there was all sorts of apparel laid out onthe bed. She. A noble ideology, to be sure. It's said the head chef believes that ALL should be able to taste the fine delicacies that emerge from his legendary kitchen.Following the hostess you can tell that the entire restaurant is packed. As always. Customers fill every chair, every booth, every stool. Anticipation and eagerness fills their eyes. It's easy to tell the novices from the veterans. The former appear normal, merely curious, if a bit excited due to all they hype. The latter on the other hand.