My ears, though covered were still keen as my voice echoed in that large blank room.“Hello… Any?” I closed my mouth. In more than an hour, well ...a long time, I had received no reply as I sat still in that uncomfortable seat with a hole my arse was sinking through!Sitting was not my choice, those heavy metal cuffs holding my wrists and ankles kept me seated as I moved my head to the sound of a metal chain. I think it was attached to the new-smelling patent leather collar I was wearing. I knew the. John wrapped his arms around Claire and pulled her close as they kissed. Claire pulled away for a moment and undid her bra, letting the straps slide off her shoulders and down her arms. She slipped the straps off her hands and tossed the bra onto the floor. They embraced again, this time both perfectly naked, feeling each other’s bodies with their own.Claire rocked her hips back n forth, with each movement her clit rubbed over Johns skin and Johns cock slid in and out of her pussy. Johns hands. "Lousy, Rod thrashed me every game thanks to these damned stockings." "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll soon get used to them." "You're kidding, you don't expect me to wear them again do you." I stormed. Rachel's expression changed from one of amusement to one of anger. "I expect you to do whatever I say, or are you welshing on the bet." 'Damn you Dad' I thought. "No Mistress Rachel, I'm not welshing." I replied, accepting my fate. "Good, by the way, while we're on the subject of the. We almost didn’t get to the bed. Without wine Donna doesn’t like sex anymore. With enough wine she needs it, wants it and doesn’t care who watches. I don’t need or want wine. I might have one beer at a party. There is a bottle of beer in our fridge that has been there since New Year’s Eve… two years ago. To use a phrase my wife uses, ‘I was born in the mood. No alcohol needed.’ The phrase I’d use about her is, ‘She was born in the mood, something changed and alcohol is now needed.’ I got her on.