I was busily slapping Ritchie's hands out of my top during the conversation though, and truthfully, if I hadn't had a wedding ring on I might have fuc...ked him right there in the hallway of the club because he was driving me insane with clit teasing. "Where's Sandy right now?" my husband asked. I laughed...... "Showing leg to a guy old enough to be her father.He sounded symphathetic, even offering...... "Sandy's a fox. I'd do her." Wham! After three wines. When they indicated no, both were told to place their hands on the wall. Their shoes and collars were removed and handed off to another waiting slave. The team leader then lubed and inserted the enema nozzles and started the flow of liquid. While they waited for their bowels to fill, Page whispered, "Do you know what you need to do when we go back?" Willow nodded, afraid that her voice might not work. "It is especially important that you do your best to please. This place..." but Page was. " Ugggggghh awww stop, ugh god nooooo!" I grabbed her dirty blonde mane pulling her upright. "Up stairs you bitch, we don't want to be disturbed." She screamed and I had to put my hand over her mouth. In my pocket was a cloth that I roughly gagged her with." Hmmmfffff ugghhh!" Stacey kicked and wriggled but I was much stronger the potion seeming to also fill me with the energy of a young buck. She has a hand full and half way up the stairs I slipped Stacey falling on her back legs apart. I. Her naked skin was pressed against the slightly rough texture of her Mistress’ denim shirt and the cold smoothness of the deep brown leather pants. It felt so right – being naked while the other woman was still clothed.She felt safe; she always had, right from the very first moment she had looked into the incredibly green eyes of the woman she had bumped into in her hurry to get her shopping done as fast as possible, from the first moment a strong arm had kept her from falling and she had.