At Your desire I imagine I would be strapped over Your coffee table at first for the delectation of You and the other Mistresses, taking turns to span...k, cane flog or whip me as the fancy took You or perhaps to be used as the recipient of a strap-on, being watched by You all and taken in turn. I would be gagged to make sure that I did not make a lot of noise and blindfolded to ensure that I could not see what was about to happen to me. You could possibly remove the gag to make me take a strap-on. Harry must have put in a good word for me. He rummaged in the work bag andpulled out a neatly folded pile of brown woollen cloth. As soon as he startedto unfold it I recognised it for what it was; a chanoosh. I?d seen them plenty of times before,working with some of Clegg?s Kushtian clients. The chanoosh was the traditionalrobe worn by Kushtian women; a floor length garment that covered the head andincluded a veil that hid all of the face except for the wearer?s eyes. Theypulled the towel from. Soft, and round, they were a sharp contrast to her hard sculpted abdomen and arms. As Elizabeth pulled her shoulder-length auburn hair away from her face, her breasts once again lifted and fell deliciously in the kitchen sunlight. Wearing only her wire-rimmed granny glasses, she looked like a little girl for a moment. Elizabeth stood there nude, her arms crossed, then let her hands fall to her sides. She took a deep breath and looked at me with anticipation.Inhaling deeply myself, I tried to. It is HUMONGOUS! I learned that word in school! Chucky’s was straight; your Dolly is curved and has these “ropey” things around the sides. Yours has no collar but it has a hoodie that covers the end. Chucky’s was the same size from one end to the other. Yours has a huge head. Much bigger than the body. His had a little bag, yours has a large bag. The marbles inside are much bigger too. His had a little hair surrounding it but yours has none.Dad: I shave my Dolly.Sasha: One other thing.