"The cabin was lit momentarily by the electric blue of a lightning flash, followed seconds later by a crack of thunder. Chrissie pressed herself again...st Tom, who was stroking her back."Do you not like thunder?" Tom asked."Oh, I don't mind. Actually, it's really nice being warm and dry while there's a storm going on outside. Not to mention being ... like this." She wriggled on top of him.He laughed. "Yes, it is rather ... pleasant."She pretended to be offended. "Only pleasant?"He rolled her onto. Both also had ring gags in their mouths. Suddenly she felt a tug, and pain shot through both nipples and her cunt lips. Every time Jacki and Beth tugged on the leashes, they pulled on Marion and Debbie's nipples and cunt lips."Mistress welcomes you, and would like for you to take your slaves into the dungeon, then dinner will be served," Denise announced. She then turned in her seductive French Maid outfit and began walking back into Sara's house. Beth and Jacki each gave their leashes a hard. She worked in the office, her hair was always perfect, her makeup nice but understated, and even though she didn’t have to, she always wore a dress or skirt. If I had her legs, I would too. Her hemline was always a little higher than business proper, but none of the managers complained.We met over paperwork issues. One of the other girls warned me she was a little mercenary, a little too materialistic, but I put it down to misplaced jealousy, wooing her until she accepted my ring.The marriage. She leaned across her desk towards me. "Without a letter of satisfaction from Mr Phillips I will have no alternative but to dismiss you," she said. Then with a knowing look on her face. "Woman to woman," she began, "if I were you I would get up to his room and wiggle my wares in his fat face and get on my knees to give him an apology he will never forget." She stood up. "We both know what he wants. Take the rest of the week off and report back to me first thing Monday morning for your.