“About two years,” she said, “just to stay in shape and keep the weight down, and to help us be fit for tennis.”“It seems to be working,” ...I said, as they were both pretty slim with nice legs.“What about you?” Betty asked, “Do you come to build muscle?”“That’s the intention, but I seem to have a hit a block lately,” I said somewhat despondently.“You look good,” said Jean-Louis, “don’t you think so, Sweetheart?”“Absolutely!” she said enthusiastically, “do you do it for the girls?”“No,” I said, as. Annabelle giggled again. It wasn’t at him, he didn’t think, but he was still embarrassed. She had a cute giggle. He wanted to hear it more often. She reached down to pick it up for him. On the way, he watched her tits again. Another mental lash. ‘What’s gotten into me,’ he mentally grimaced. ‘I’m sure guys look at her breasts all the time. I don’t want to be every other guy.’ He shook off his thoughts as she handed the pen back to him. They traded notebooks and Annabelle wrote her name and. The world was perfect. I was relaxed, fulfilled and warm. Then I felt a hand run up the outside of my leg. Open my eyes and there she was shining in the sun. My heart began to quicken and breath ran short, I knew what she had come for. Assertively without waiting for me to speak, she kissed me sharp and sudden, rough and hotter than the sun on my face. I had never been with a woman before. This was different, softer almost. Still lying there on the bench, she leaves my lips to. “You have done well slave”, she said to him as he brought Nathan too her. Nathan stood before her tall strong. Muscular chest and arms. The only thing he wears is a special brace, “more like a stock than anything” he thinks. At his mid section his hands are put through two holes and his cock and balls are put through the hole in the middle. Latches are at the top of the brace and it is to this that the mistress reaches. Her slave had explained this to him on the way down to the basement..