Geri returned just then, carrying a pair of white high-heeled shoes, hot pink nylon stockings complete with lacy, frilly garters and a matching belt, split-crotch silk panties, a girdle, bra, and a silk nylon choker for tying about his neck. Cheryl had meanwhile been busy untying Fred’s restraints, and he suddenly found himself free of the four scarves for the first time all night.
Wait, did he say free? That was a joke. He was as captured as the lowest prisoner-slave in the Orient. In his current position he had no choice but to cower there on the bed and listen, as haughty Janet continued to proscribe his entire existence.
“Since, you make no objection, I’m going to take your silence as an acceptance of these standing house rules. In that case, Slut-boy, I want you to use your mouth to
