Fuck yeah! “Don’t grunt, don’t thrust your fucking hips for god’s sake, you are in public!” I had to keep telling myself. I wondered if the ...other clients had a similar struggle as they approached the Palaestra – there were a couple of thousand of us converging. It was a massive stadium.These brilliant artists, as I said, knew how to tease us. The smell vanished and I would silently long, beg for it to come back. I’d surreptitiously put my hand in my crotch and casually put my hand to my face,. ‘Over the years you’ve been able to get exactly what you want by always knowing exactly what to say. You’re ability to manipulate is beyond comparison upon this earth, and I should know, I’ve been tricking people into doing what I want for the past 5,000 years. I’ve become an old pro myself.’ ‘So, that’s what this impromptu meeting is all about, you came to compliment me on my ability to persuade? That’s kind of a stretch isn’t it? I mean it doesn’t take much effort to talk a lonely woman into. Susan waited for him to wet anddirty his diapers. Ken, of course, obliged.The two of them would break out of role play enough for Ken towalk to the bathroom for his cleanup and bath.Susan gave him his bath, making sure that everything was clean.Ken palyed his part well enough, splashing around, and gettingSusan wet. Finally, she had him lay down as she applied the babyoil. She divided her time equally front and back gently workingone of her fingers into his anus as she rubbed the oil into. It took us 2 days to set up all of the shit they had given up. It seemed like a bunch of normal bdsm club shit. St. Andrew’s crosses, burgundy drapes, we had to build a throne seat and a platform in front of it. All signs pointed to bdsm club, and a very upscale one at that. Everything was really ornate. Drawings on the crosses and stage, the throne had gold inlays. Fancy shit.After all was set up, I had about 2 hours to get the head people of the club to come in and make sure everything was to.