Chapter Eight
Shaved & Contact Lenses
“Good morning, Mr Grantham! I trust you enjoyed the meals and a good sleep.” The gabby one spoke while the other just seemed to be along to keep her company.
Both women were statuesque, with firm, well-developed bodies and despite their uniforms being rather out-dated, they were both quite beautiful. I instinctively realized that they, individually, like Governess, were very capable physically and either could easily subdue me if I decided not to do what they requested. I’d never had the experience of meeting these kinds of women before and the experience was especially intense being already being kept under control by my leash and restraints and I was more than a little intimidated by all of them.
“Good morning.” I smiled tentatively.
“Mr Grantha
