"Pam was still lying in the bed on her back, watching the fuss she had caused. "Lighten up Debra," Pam said, "I told him I was you. He didn't know any... better. I know now why you keep him for yourself, he is damn good."Debra grabbed Pam's foot and jerked her off the bed and told her to go to her own room and get dressed. Pam stood up shakily and staggered out the door, still drunk. Debra stripped the sheets off the bed and threw them in the washer; she put clean sheets on the bed. Frank had. ”There will be things I ask you to do that you may not be keen on” he said honestly “But you will do them, wether you want to or not, this is part of the training cunt whores go through so they can please their Masters, their Daddy’s and then thank them when they have completed their tasks. The more you undertake those tasks the more they will become the norm.” He smiled.”Yes Master” I said.The day finally arrived. I parked my car where Daddy had said to and dropped pre cum, it was real. He. Every day Iris expected the tanks to roll down Whitehall and the Strand and to crush her nylon tent along with all the hundreds of others camped outside the Church of St Martin's in the Fields. She felt almost embarrassed by it all. She wasn't a natural protestor. In truth, she didn't really believe passionately in anything very much. She had a general view that something should be done about the despoliation of the environment, the extreme weather conditions, the galloping inequality, and the. 'Have you ever been tied up' I saidto him. He shook his head but I could see the mention of it had anaffect on him. 'Would you like to tied up'? I said. He nodded. I stoodand told him to lead me down to the room that last time he took me. Weentered the room and I looked around. I went to a rack that held lotsof fetish clothing and looked through it. Catsuits, skirts, dresses,jeans all made of PVC, rubber and leather made a swishing sound as Ibrowsed through them. I found a dress made of PVC,.