“Not at all, Daniel. If anything, it turns her on knowing other men appreciate her body.” I reassured him. I set up the gallery on my phone and ...handed it to Daniel, very well knowing I would enjoy seeing his response to the pictures. The further he went through my gallery, the raunchier the photos were going to get. “Wow, Bob, she is hot! Is that two men with her in this shot?” he asked, as he faced the screen towards me. “It is,” I answered, “Take a look at the next one.” I watched his. She glanced to the sideand saw a pair of black thigh-high stockings and realized they wouldimprove the look. She stopped briefly and pondered why she was thinkingabout more ways to look sexy and impress this man who was now her captor,but quickly shoed away the hesitation as she rolled the stockings up herlegs and snapped them into place. She pulled the dress over her head andadjusted it to settle over top of her artificial curves. The dress wasmuch tighter than the one she wore earlier, and. The last thought took hold and I grabbed an ancient looking book with something looking very much like a demon on the cover. Written with some form of brown ink that looked far too much like old blood. This also did not feel like any sort of leather I ever got my hands on.‘To bind power.’ An interesting title, that much was sure. I did what any drunken man in my position would do. I simply began to read the funky book without thinking twice about the glowing and slowly vanishing letters. It was. I chose a black sparkly top with spaghetti straps. The bottom was above my belly button, although I do not have a belly ring.I then added a pair of black g-string panties, and a short blue jean skirt. I headed to the living room to await Sandi's arrival. As I neared the front door, I could hear Sandi pulling up. I opened the door enough so Sandi could just push it open, and I could move out of site so I would not be seen. I was a little surprised to see that Sandi had 4 bags with her. I knew.