"Put em on," he grunted.Richie took the shoes, they were black, a shiny patent, the heels werestupidly high and thin and there appeared to be two long... straps danglingfrom the upper part. Richie sat on the stool, he couldn't stand to putshoes like these on, then he obediently, following his plan of avoidingconfrontation with the old man, slid his feet into them. They fittedperfectly except for the awkward angle of his feet and those stupidtowering heels."Foot up." The old man held out his hand. " I chuckled."Oh they know." JR put his ball down and lined up his shot. "I know more about your love life than I do about mine." Oh so there is more than just that French girl." Stan chuckled. "I was wondering." Girl?" Mohan looked me with a arched eyebrow. "Pridath did not mention a girl. Could I, for once, be the bearer of knowledge in my own home?" Not in this lifetime." I shot back. We gave JR a moment to take three strokes for a two stroke putt. Stan put his ball down. "First time he met. ” “I heard she was a dancer.” “Fucking stupid blonde, dance.”“Fuck ya, lets see your moves.”“Yea, cheer us up bitch.” Megyn looked stunned. Do her dancemoves Naked in front of a group of leeringCheering thugs.?“No, I can’t that was a long time ago.” “Do it now.” A hand pushed from behind.”Another slapped her in the back of the head. “Fucking start NOW.”“Lets see what you got. Come on Bitch, do it.”The thugs turned on blasting rap music.“GO GO GO.”Megyn crying dropped to the ground. “I. ....it didn't matter that they didn't know what it was. Master leaned close to her and whispered, "Continue to drink until it is finished. But we are not leaving here until you climax. You do not have to ask for permission." With that He turned on the vibrators and left them on. "Yes, Master." she replied, her voice quivering. Her legs started to shake and she was sure someone would notice. She scooted into the table a wee bit. Master just watched her, smiling. She took one last sip from her.