I was back to five nights on my disco and Bondage the one night at the club. Dawn helping when she could, they offered her a job behind the bar but I asked her to wait, I had other ideas. Helen was now back in England. Word of our success at Pepe’s place had spread and I hadn’t been idle. I’d been checking out on buying a backing track player and finding out exactly what tracks we could get. I wouldn’t need an amp or speakers, etc. I already had all that. I was pleasantly surprised at the final cost, it wasn’t anywhere near as much as I expected. That evening, sitting on the balcony with a decent bottle of wine domination at hand, I told Dawn my plans. I told her that I wanted us singing together again, professionally. I would drop the club night, it wasn’t my favourite anyway. I told her that I’d spoken with my bar owner and it turned out that he had been about to ask me whether we would consider singing there for two or three nights, with the disco on the others. I said we might, provided, he didn’t mind us doing one night a week for Pepe. Her beaming smile stopped me talking, “What?” I said. “Dina, nothing would make me happier, I haven’t stopped thinking about anything else since we finished at Pepe’s place.” She came and sat on my knee, her arms around my neck, “Why don’t you take me to bed and fuck me with your new toy?” It was the first time I had heard her swear, my bad influence I knew. The end. II. Testing, Testing fetish I woke up at about 7:00, remembering a series of vivid dreams. I took my time in the loo, knowing that I was likely to be sporting a silly grin most of the day and that mother and father were usually out of the house by 7:30. Downstairs, I had some toast and a cup of coffee and went on down to the dungeon. Yesterday's trials had pointed out a couple of minor problems in my coding of the machine. I had originally set things up to produce hard copy of the results to help record my progress and, as I was using text in my trials, I had not made any provisions for graphic output. Soon I was deep in the code, directing the output to the screen with a log file to save everything that came out. I also needed to write a format interpreter to let the machine display non text output. The first was fairly simple, femdom the second was a pain in the arse. The problem was that there BDSM were too many options and I wanted code that was as versatile as possible. “WHAT? Since I saw her last, Salarin still hasn’t let her sate the desperate femdom craving induced between her legs, and the frustrated need has driven Ja-Alixxe insane. “How is it, honey?” Roger even helped her all the way to her room and to her bed. His BDSM skilled tongue was playing her tender and oh so succulent labia like a fine instrument, his eyes glued to her as he read her body language and adjusted accordingly, his hands on her breasts and occasionally playing with Heather's nipples and rubbing her toned and heaving stomach when he wasn't too busy to recall those erogenous zones. She couldn’t tell and looked down to see Kaylie’s bikini bottoms on the floor. We weren’t always so quiet. Josh reached up fetish and started massaging her breasts, taking his time with her nipples. Doing that with a cucumber would be a double hurt. Placing her hand back on her daughter's thigh for support she used her other had to try and pull the other cord. Right in the middle of the first girl being examined Dong came over and distracted me from watching the doctor invade the girl’s body. I stormed out and nearly slammed the door behind me. She couldn't see him but she fixated her other senses on him completely. Her pink hair curtained her face, hiding her lush features. "But why?" Laura gasped in surprise, and some domination of the sperm drooled out of her lips and dripped down onto her now-naked tits. “Dean Massey wants you expelled, but I think you should be given a chance to prove your worth to the student body.” She also saw a human woman, laid out on her back, most of her armour cut away to reveal a nasty wound on her right arm. Bondage