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fitted a gag around her slaves head.
The red ball forced her mouth open and her lips apart.
    ‘Is it too tight dear?’ The slave shook her head. ‘As long
as it’s tight enough to stay in.’
    Caroline kissed her slave
around the ball gag, and lovingly and lingeringly kissed the slaves breasts.
She turned her to show her off to Andrew, as though to display pride of ownership.
The slave responded under her hands, pushing her breasts forwards.
    ‘Now we had better make sure
you don’t go too far with our guest, or rather go too far too soon!’
    Caroline took another harness
from the trolley, and with much stroking and caressing fitted what looked like
a tight thong around the girl’s lower abdomen. When she had finished, another
bright red ball showed between the slaves pussy lips. There were two brief
clicks as this fitting, like the gag in her mouth, was retained with a small
padlock. Caroline slid the key on a length of gold chain around her own neck,
where it hung between her breasts. She patted the slave on her bottom.
    ‘Now you can prepare our guest Sylvie. You know what we
designed?’
    The slave girl nodded her response.
    ‘Good. Now Andrew, can you
still walk?’ She helped the boy to his feet. His lower garment stuck out in
front of him. ‘Don’t worry, Sylvie will be very gentle with you, and then bring
you back here. She is lovely isn’t she?’
    He would have responded that the slave girl was amazingly
lovely and sexy in the firelight, but before he could speak a fresh raspberry
was pushed into his mouth, and another sip of the golden wine, and he received
a lingering soft-lipped kiss.
    The slave girl took his hand
and lead him towards the door from which she had pushed the trolley. He could
still taste the raspberry and the sugar and the cream, and the delicate
aftertaste of the wine.
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    When, after what seemed a
time-out-of-time, Sylvie led him back, he was surprised to see that Caroline,
although still gloriously naked on the satin sofa, was wearing reading glasses,
and was studying a folder of what looked like glossy printed documents and
pictures. As the slave girl led her guest back to her, Caroline first looked
over the top of the reading glasses, then took them off and laid them down with
the folder.
    ‘Lovely, both of you. Thank you Sylvie. I hope our guest was
well behaved?  Yes, I’m sure he was. Come over here.’
     She drew the slave girl to
her, kissed her round her gag, and caressed her breasts before taking the key
from its chain and kissing that too.
    ‘Come here,’ she beckoned to her guest. ‘Would you like to
unlock her?’
    She proffered the key. He took it and as he worked out what
to unlock and remove, the slave girl squirmed around him. He took off the mouth
gag first, and the girl responded by kissing his fingers. After her eyes had
requested and received  permission from her mistress, she kissed him with the
same tongue kiss that the two women had been exchanging earlier.
    ‘Now take off her lower gag too.’
    He fumbled a bit, the task not
made easier by the squirming girl under his hands. He managed the lock, but had
to place his fingers on her naked smooth pubis to remove the red ball. She
placed her hands on his, and made him struggle to pull the ball out of her.
Finally she let him achieve the removal, and then kissed his hands.
    ‘Good Girls,’ said Caroline. (Girls?) ‘Now come and see how
we have prepared you.’
    With Caroline holding one arm,
and Sylvie the other, the shaking guest was led to a three panelled mirror on
the far side of the fireplace.
    Between the two naked women,
their faces flushed with delight, stood what was apparently another woman, not
quite naked and very flat-chested, but with painted nails, and a lightly made-up
face with subtly lined eyes. Her rather mousy (although quite long) brown hair
was  shot through with red and gold highlights, and was looped up behind her
ears. She was clad in a very tight