Chapter Thirty-Five
Mrs. Dalton
Having Matilda work Teddie is one of my better ideas. A dominatrix herself, though inexperienced and rather frustrated in her search for a proper relationship, I know she will not shrink in horror with Teddie’s modifications.
So when she returns from the bathroom leading my obsequious maid by his scrotal strap, I am warmed.
“I am happy to see you could be of assistance,” I offer in encouragement.
She sits and Teddie serves dessert naked from the waist down. After two trips to the kitchen, however, I take the time to reconnect his parachute to his waistband. Teddie has enough trouble walking in heels without having his overly long sac in the way. Besides, when it is pulled back and locked in place it has the effect of displaying his organs like the pluma
