Ok, she replied with a noted bit of question in her voice. I have never interrupted Kayko when she has the girls in the gym unless I am directly asked... to do so. This is Kaykos venue and she IS the authority here, so stopping her in the middle of some instruction was something that had never happened before. When she was seated on the floor she unbuckled the ankle straps and then stood up. I reached between her legs to catch the grey stone that was inside her and looked her squarely in the face.. All the time, her dress was getting higher and higher eventually up to her lacey stocking tops, and I could see her lace panties on. She knew i was looking at her pussy, she asked if i wanted to see it, she said she had shaved it smooth and was starting to get nice and wet. She slipped a finger inside her panties and showed me how wet she was, before slowing licking her own pussy juice from her fingers...this made my cock throb even harder.She told me to strip then sit back down. Soon she had. You barely register the subtle bite of the nipple clamps as they close nor do you note the wires connecting to the small box now strapped around your stomach and further connected to the bands around your pulsating erection. She pushes a chair in front of you, it is an elegant yet obscene affair. A heavily brocaded turn of the century ladies wing back chair with phallus mounted in the center. “Do you like my chair?” She asks, “I designed it myself”. After placing a delicate table next to her. ....he was now wearing her brand new frilly pantiesthat had somehow mistakenly been given to him. After putting his pantsback on he hid the other two pair under his mattress, then went backdownstairs.Although the two girls were dying of curiousity they didn't let it show.In fact it was a good twenty minutes later when Mary called Pat into thekitchen to reach for something that was out of reach for her. In theprocess she spilled some gooey oil on his jeans and while he was stillstanding on one.