I just waited patiently as I looked at him. He eventually said, "I know who you are?" Who am I?" Jón, the son of Clovis, King of the Frisians."I said..., "When I heard the horses coming down the trail I assumed it would be one or more of the families that had lost members of their families when the first or the fifth legion suffered casualties." Casualties! You slaughtered them. You killed thousands of them. They were tending their wounded when you did this." The man went on and on and I let him. Iactually liked how they looked with the red, high heel, Mary-Janes.Jana: "Perfect! Let's find a pink silky boy cut shirt and some boots!"I knew better than to object so I just followed the leash peacefully.We went to a men's shop and bought a polished, cotton, light, pink,ruffled, tux shirt that was my size. When she asked if I even knewwhere my onyx studs and cufflinks where I told her they were in myjewelry box. Then she found some women's, black, side zip, boots withtwo inch heels that had. We are going to make love but you can’t cum until I tell you to. Oh wait, I forgot, you don’t get to cum at all. Only I will cum this time and you will be brought to the edge as many times as I can do that,” I said with a sly smile on my face.She looked at me with stress in her eyes. “Master, can I beg to cum and you say yes?”“No, Kitten, what did I just say? Don’t make me spank you as well for being so ungrateful. Now get on the bed and show me your ass, slut.”With that, she got on the bed on. But I made sure that they did… ‘Yes, thank you very much. It looks like one of my Heineken’s, nice and cold too.’ ‘You’re welcome…’ I nodded across to where, with orange juice in hand, David was chatting to another of our neighbours… ‘I see you and your parents don’t drink…’ ‘We’re Chapel, see…very Welsh…no alcohol…and Church twice every Sunday as well as during the week. But my Da is a bit more open than some back home…he lets guests bring drink to barbeques like this, as long as it’s in.