Surprise Reversal

It was quite an eye-opening sight Doug experienced watching the two ladies squirm in their bonds from his overhead view. He knew, however, that it was not a good practice to leave a gagged person unattended, so he moseyed back down the stairs just in case one of them became in need of his assistance.

Making sure the closing of the cellar door was loud enough to draw their attention, his leather pants crinkled as he yelled at them from across the room. “I’ll be right over to free you two in a minute, but first I want to check on something I spotted in the camera.” Walking over to where he thought he saw what looked like a door, Doug inserted two fingers in a groove in the wall, and exerted some pressure. Indeed, the wood began to slide. Ten seconds later, he was looking into the backyard. “Aha, Ms. Cockrill!” He shouted in a happy tone. “This is what you were babbling about earlier when I went on about not having a back door to the cellar! Very well then, the chances of you selling this house has gone up immensely!”

Strolling back to where lizzie and louise dangled, Doug continued his monolog. “I know what you’re thinking lizzie, that you could’ve told us about that back door if we had asked, but I wonder why the Roqueforts made that so inconspicuous? I’m sure there are other secrets about this house that haven’t been revealed yet, but as things have worked out here, it might not matter to me, but we’ll get to that later.”

As Doug stood almost between the two chained up damsels he couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight before him. Two lovely ladies joined together by their tits and pussies...and still squirming. The thought of whipping them both crossed his mind, but louise had taken quite enough of that from Ms. Cockrill, so he decided to free her first. Very carefully, he squeezed open the clamp on her left nipple. As she yelped into her gag the man attached his mouth onto her reddened nub and sucked on it gently, tonguing it back to life. Repeating the operation on the other nipple, his wife’s lovely mammaries were now freely bobbing on her chest. It was only a matter of turning around in order to repeat the same freeing of lizzie’s nipples. He also thought it to be a treat sucking on the real estate lady’s tits, for she was indeed quite well-endowed.

Getting on his knees Doug took some time to reflect on the fact that both of these ladies had, that very afternoon, seen his submissive side. After all, he had been in the scene for many years and had met many switches, some of whom were the most masculine looking men you’d ever meet. He thought about Rob, a six-foot two, dark haired man in his late twenties, who was the host of some of the parties Doug attended. That he was a Dom was no doubt; Doug had seen him in action, but one night a lady showed, who turned out to be Rob’s old Mistress. So the fact that Doug had let his still submissive side show, was no big deal; in fact he was elated about it.

At that point Doug very carefully squeezed open the clamp that held louise’s right pussy lip. It was, he was sure, immediate relief to his precious wife when he licked the affected area, for he could hear the pleasurable sighs. This scene repeated itself on the other pussy lip, and the joyous audible breaths were doubled. Next, it was Doug’s distinct pleasure to be able to lick the pussy lips of the real estate lady, as he carefully removed the unrelenting clamps.

“I hope you two ladies are feeling better now,” Doug said in a slightly sarcastic manner as he patted each of the still blindfolded and gagged slaves’s bottoms. “I just want to let you two know that I’ve only just begun with slave lizzie here. It has indeed occurred to me that lizzie could be just as much a pain slut as you are louise.” It was rather comical seeing her agree by nodding her head. “So with that in mind,” Doug continued. “I think it would be remiss of me to deprive the slut of her just due. Wouldn’t you agree, louise?”

Doug knew he had put his wife in a quandary. If she shook her head no, that could mean she didn’t think lizzie could take as much pain as she, but if she nodded in agreement, she’d be calling the other woman a slut. Being the wise person she is, louise kept her head still. But for not answering she received a swat on the butt with a riding crop.

“Very well then, now that we have that cleared up, come with me dear louise.” Saying that, Doug unchained her wrists from the pulley, but quickly cuffed her wrists behind her back, impelling her to follow him with a tug on the leash that was attached to her collar. Across the room the man forced his wife to the floor on her belly. It was a simple matter of hooking the ankle cuffs together with a metal clasp, then bending the legs backward to meet the wrists that were already cuffed and taking a short piece of rope and tying the wrists to the ankles, which left his dear louise hogtied on the floor. Then turning her body around so she could see lizzie, Doug patted her on her rump. “Now you will be out of the way, but will be able to see what’s happening to slave lizzie.”

With a glint in his eye Doug then slowly strolled over to where the naked real estate lady hung suspended and smiled.

As she stood stretched out, her hands chained up and watching Liz' face, silenced like she was herself, sweat and pain sank into her but also an unconditional new feeling,: she felt the need to stand by Liz but at the same time a strange shade of gratitude to Doug for taking her into this space. They were like corners of a triangle, she thought, and with her arms and legs stretched again, she felt more owned than she had in a long time. With muffled cries she sought Liz' gaze, trying to tell her they were now together, but the other woman's eyes were sometimes closed, sometimes kind of cold and glinting. Which only fed Louise's need for contact and approval by the enigmatic, beautiful and bound Domme.
She breathed hard, thinking of how He would now be able to finger them both in the pussy. Her chin heaved up, but Doug pulled her head firmly to the side with a tug to her hair, and blotted out her eyesight with a blindfold. Moments later, she heard Liz grunting and understood she, too, had been robbed of sight. Louise's cunt went tingly with fear and the thought of how they were totally at Doug's mercy, his chained pleasure slaves who would - she knew it - be punished.

But this didn't seem to be on his mind, not first off. When He let the clamp bite into liz' nipples, one after the other. louise could catch the sharp, hissy breathing and when she was offered the same kind, she summoned up her resistance to take it. Still, she whimpered and tried blindly to shake her hair to the side. The bite pulling down was vicious, and the feel of their nipples tugging at each other stretched it harder. She felt her blood wandering up there.
A little later, when the second set of clamps nudged at her left pussy lip, her belly shook and she gave a rough growl into the gag. Of course her breasts started wiggling as well, sending a fresh shot of pain from there too. Even if she was a masochist this was pushing her over the limit: with both labia crying wolf, she gave a harsh flow of murmurs as the foul pain bit into her. As her husband slapped across her front hole she moaned fiercely: "This never ends" she thought, sweating again. But when the link to liz was fixed down here too, she learnt just how true that was: liz groaned and started pulling involuntarily at the crossed chains, sending an uneven pulse of tugs across to louise's hot cunt and ripping into it. Both women grunted in unison as their privates were bit into and claimed by Doug's design.
louise felt her labia tugged down, guessing that he had found a stone to fit them both. As he explained to his blindfolded wife this was her punishment for submitting to liz' orders earlier, she felt her legs, her cunt, her mind stretched. If only liz could see her, but she knew the other was in much the same predicament. When Doug left, minutes later, she felt herself going on an uphill climb through pain.

It didn't let up for one moment, just settled a bit. But maybe fifteen minutes later, when louise felt a sudden sharp pull on the nipple clamps, she was confused - no sound of Doug coming back. Then an amazing, shocking rebuff hit her as the chains and clamps got into motion and seemed to tig her nipples downeven deeper. She cried out behind her gag, feeling like her tits were on fire - it was only after some time that she grasped what liz must have done. She was awed by the stamina and ruthlessness, and again she found herself admiring this lady precisely becuase of the way she could put her into fiendish pain.As she hung there rocking in her chains and moaning she felt a sudden urge to be on her knees eating from liz's pussy. The next moment she cried out hard as her breasts seemed ready to rip open.

The pull down in her crotch and the riveting pain made her go wet again. She shook like a rag doll at what liz was doing to her, but couldn't deny the sensual turn-on either. She literally couldn't think of a single connected phrase she would have uttered to Ms Cockrill if she'd been ungagged, her feeling of pain and fleshyness overtook everything.

When Doug removed the clamps on her crotch a long while later, louise was already very moist and it felt like she would not be able to sleep for a week for the pain in her pussy and in her entire body..His long, eager licking made her hotter again but she was determined not to cum right now - it would be the wrong moment and of course neither Liz nor her husband had permitted it. When she heard his sneaky half.question whether she thought liz counted as a slut as much as he did and should be treated that way, louise felt her face going hot, then red. She knew she was blushing despite being ball gagged and blindfolded. The way he said it just presupposed she herself was His slave and a slut, a horny lady creature who had to accept what she was given and who could be punished for going too far in one direction. That had happened to both her and Ms Cockrill in the last hours, but she couldn't really bring herself to call liz a slut. Feeling her thighs and her neck swelling with shame and arousal, she kept silent, and was rewarded with a strike on her butt.

louise breathed hard and moaned as she was finally brought down from her suspended pose opposite liz, but there was no let-up, with her hands cuffed behind her back she was a helpless slave woman again. Doug removed her blindfold and then wiped the droool off her mouth and some of the blood and sweat off her breasts. For the first time ever, louise could se liz' naked, welted body, stretched out rigidly and still tortured by the breast and pussy clamps. Liz' hair was matted and fell down over her blindfold, she shook slowly and breathed in a low, hard rhythm knowing she would be tortured more at the hands of Doug. She looked, louise thought, like a woman accused of witchcraft who knows she is beyond any mercy but expects none. At the same time she had shown that merciless side to louise when she could force her into pain despite that they were both chained up cumsluts.

Doug tugged at her leash and led his wife over to a corner of the floor where he had put a mat. "Get down on your belly, slavewoman". She flinched a little, but obeyed and let him yank her feet together and pin her into the hogtie he wanted. Muted and again drooling, she looked up at him and over at slave liz' hanging figure on the pulley chains. Rolling a little, louise felt the cool but at least not hard cotton mat against her stomach, thighs and pussy.

Doug's sudden, powerful swats at her butt made her grunt again, but she knew that what was coming to liz now was far harsher. Looking at liz' still covered-in, sweaty brow, louise wondered if she would be made part of the punishment again or would just be watching.

Liz felt a rush of cool air as Doug returned to the cellar, but an even bigger one that made her shiver when he opened the concealed door to the outside world. She breathed deeply as the fresh evening air assaulted her nostrils and lungs. "That smells rather delicious" she thought,"but I hope he doesn't leave it open for long, don't want to catch a chill" She shivered again.


As the first clamp was removed from her punished nipple Liz drew in a quick breath and bit down on the inflated rubber bulb, not because of the pain as the blood rushed back into the squashed flesh, but because she was hoping that Doug would have left them on for a while so she could feel true pull of the chains and heavy weights. When the second came off she knew then that Doug intended on doing even less tolerable things to her....her mind wandered a little.

However she felt quite relieved when the other clamps were unfastened from her now moist pussy lips. She clenched her fists as the rush of blood returned to her nether regions, but almost flew open again as she felt the unmistakable feeling of a tongue on her.
Unfortunately the light licking didn't last long when the tongue was removed abruptly.

Moments later, Liz could hear the rattling and clinking of metal, she presumed that louise was being taken down from the pully.This was to be the case as she could hear shuffling movements soon after.

Liz thought it quite amusing when Doug asked his wife a no win question, but when she nodded her head to try and indicate that she wanted him to remove her gag so she could speak for herself, he obviously mistook the nodding as to her admitting she was a pain slut. Now she realised,Doug would probably act on her so called admission and chances would be that he would invent a punishment just for her.

She could hear more movements and clinking, presumibly louise was being tied in some way or another by Doug. Soon the only sounds heavy breathing and a slight creak of leather.

Suddenly Liz felt very alone, it was if there was no one else in the cellar with her. All she could do now was to enjoy the nice fresh air and wait silently for what was soon coming to her.

Ms. Cockrill, or slave lizzie, looked deliciously stunning to Doug as he ambled around her suspended form. Her twin thirty-eights sprouted majestically from her chest and her nipples were already hard. The glistening moisture between her legs told the leather clad man that she was eagerly anticipating the inevitable occurrence that was about to enfold. From the initial introduction Doug was enthralled by the real estate lady’s charming voice and her shiny brown eyes. The confident manner in which she showed louise and himself this richly immaculate house further raised her stature.

It was, however, when she daringly showed the couple this dungeon, that clearly told him that there was more to this woman than just being a saleslady. The events of last hours accented that notion. This woman had indeed proven to be a superior Mistress, for she knew her way around this playroom expertly. Doug felt no anger toward her whatsoever, because it was he who essentially allowed Ms. Cockrill to enslave him. Surely there were instances when he could’ve overpowered her to put a stop to her “fun.” Yet, he chose to submit to her, and he is not sorry about it.

Now, however, the tables have been changed. Reaching out to remove the blindfold, he smiled pleasantly. “I want to see those pretty eyes,” he said as he caressed the side of her curved face with his hand. The wanton excitement that was showing in those windows to her inner self spurred Doug on. “The gag stays in though,” he added as he gave the pump a few squeezes.

Looking over at an attentive louise who was hogtied across the room, he gave lizzie another compliment. “That was a superior whipping you gave to my dear wife. That’s a scene I will not forget anytime soon.” Under her gag, Doug thought he detected a sincere, “Thank you Sir.”

“So I think it would be remiss of me to begin this scene without a whipping, don’t you think?” Her eyes told him she would be pleased with that.

“But I’m not going to turn you upside down, my dear. That’s not really my style. Besides, I kind of like the position you’re in,” Doug said as he picked up the same whip lizzie used on louise. Then without further fanfare he calmly walked behind the waiting woman and unleashed a hard thwap high across her back. A loud sigh was emitted from her lips as the suspended siren threw her head back. The man quickly followed that up with one an inch lower, as all the tails sliced forcefully across the reddening skin. Repeatedly, varying the cadence, shifting from forehand to backhand, he kept up the flogging until every inch of her back, buttocks and thighs were covered with red stripes. Through it all, however, there were no shrieks or screams of anguish. It was quite obvious to Doug that slave lizzie loved the feel of the lashes on her skin.

Impressed by her stamina, the whipmaster walked around to her front. Once again he saw wantonness in her expressive eyes, and the Thames running between her legs. The first slash landed on the top of her right breast, which forced a more animated response from her lips. Liking that reaction, he repeated that action on her left breast. A matching red stripe appeared as well as a similar retort. Another slash across both nipples produced the loudest reply yet. Obviously they were still sensitive from the clamps. Relentlessly, Doug worked his way methodically down the front of lizzie’s body, over the tummy to her navel, purposely skirting the pussy. But he didn’t forget the insides of the thighs which were vulnerable because of the spreader bar. The red stripes that appeared after each strike put some color to that normally pale part of the body.

By now lizzie had her eyes closed as she tried to absorb the fiery flogging. Looking over at louise, Doug could see that she was very interested in what was happening to her new friend. A few more slashes across lizzie’s front and the man laid down the whip.

By that time, however, Doug’s felt a steel bar pressing against his leather pants, and even though lizzie looked like she needed to be fucked, Doug resisted the urge to take her down and do just that. At that point he smiled over at louise and walked over to where she was hogtied.

“I really didn’t want to exclude you from this little scene, my dear, and I just thought of something you can do,” he said with a chuckle. Kneeling in front of louise’s face, Doug pulled down the zipper of the leather pants and allowed his raging hard-on to be freed of it’s confinement. His wife has proven to be quite adept with her mouth, and it wasn’t long until she had sucked the entire length into her wet mouth, even while tied in this position. The feeling was absolutely heavenly as Doug began to slowly fuck the oral cavity that was giving him so much exquisite pleasure, while guiding her movements with a strong grip of her hair. He knew it wouldn’t take long for him to explode. louise furiously swallowed every drop. After wiping his satisfied manhood in her hair, Doug gently caressed the side of her face, and leaned over and kissed her softly on the lips. “Good slave,” He whispered.

Returning to an attentive lizzie the now satisfied man smiled pleasantly at the freshly whipped woman. “Time to change your position, my dear,” Doug said. “I imagine your arms will be glad too,” he said with a sarcastic laugh. Lowering her body with a turn of the crank that controlled the pulley so that her feet were now flat on the floor, he unchained her wrists, but left the spreader bar in place to deter her from trying to run. Then quickly gathering both of her wrists behind her back in a vise- like grip, Doug compelled lizzie over to the same bench she had louise tied to earlier. Forcing the naked woman onto her back with her spread legs hanging in the air, he quickly chained one wrist and then the other to the I-bolts that were imbedded on either side of the bench. Then raising her legs he simply hooked each ankle to two parallel chains hanging from the ceiling. This left lizzie’s body in a forty-five degree angle with her buttocks off the wooden bench and her legs straight out and wide. The Dominant man hadn’t used this position for awhile, but it was always one of his favorites, because it gave him access to every part of her body except her back.

lizzie’s well-developed breasts rose and fell deliciously as Doug smiled down at his captive prey. “I saw something else in the same drawer where I found those clamps,” he said. Then leaving her temporarily he quickly returned holding a pin wheel. “I’ve always liked these, slave, and since you like to play around with needles, I thought you’d enjoy this tantalizingly painful little device. And by the way, I can still feel the effects of that needled pouch on my privates.” An incoherent reply was blurted into her gag as lizzie looked excitedly at the Dominant man.

Her breasts were such inviting targets he couldn’t resist starting there, running the sharp implement slowly around the meaty part of her magnificent left globe. Closing her eyes as if she were drinking in the savory sensation, her pain-sluttiness was clearly on display. Slowly, Doug rolled the pins round and round in tightening circles until he reached the nipple. A deep sigh exhaled into her gag, as the shirtless man eased the sharp pins back and forth over the highly sensitive nub. “Isn’t this fun?” asked Doug. Then he looked over at louise, who was watching eagerly. “Aw, do you want to feel how much fun this is?” Spouting something in the affirmative, she seemed anxious, so her hubby obliged. Rolling her onto her side, exposing her breasts, Doug crouched down and slowly repeated what he did to lizzie. By the time he had rolled the pins slowly over her nipple, she was also sighing deeply, absorbing the deliciously tangible smarting. Not to be left out, Doug repeated the operation on the other breast.

Then rolling his wife back onto her tummy and giving her a quick smack on her inviting rump, Doug returned to lizzie and continued rolling the pin-wheel this time over the other breast, which produced the same reaction. Then ever so slowly, he rolled the sharp pins, which like those needles in that pouch, did not penetrate the skin, but were sharp enough to cause some anguish, up her body. Taking deep breaths, lizzie appeared to be drinking in the nectar. When Doug rolled the pins over her navel, she gulped air, but he stopped just before reaching her pussy. He had plans for that, but not right now. Moving slowly to her thighs where the stripes from the whipping were on vivid display, he rolled the pins over the redness. Hearing her moans, he really couldn’t tell if they were from pleasure or pain. The insides of just about anybody’s thighs are extremely sensitive, and he had a feeling this pain-slut was loving this. He made sure both thighs felt the deliberate attention offered by this prickly instrument.

Doug smiled as another idea popped into his head. He didn’t always preplan his scenes, because there were times when the flow of the action leads him to something not planned, like now. “So you like to play with the soles of the feet, do you lizzie?” Doug said with a guffaw. “Let’s see how you like this.” Then slowly, Doug rolled the pins over the bottom of her left foot. Again she gulped air and let out a muffled sigh. Every inch of her foot bottom felt the pins, and Doug knew she had to be in agony. Of course he repeated this action on the other foot, and by the time he was finished beads of sweat were rolling down her cheeks.

Like the insides of thighs, the bottoms of peoples feet are indeed vulnerable spots, and Doug was glad that lizzie proved that to be true. But he wasn’t quite finished with the pinwheel yet. There was one other place that needed to be explored, and when the man sat between her splayed legs, the experienced slave knew what was coming. Not wanting to disappoint her, Doug very carefully rolled the sharp pins over her outer pussy lips. Once again, she closed her eyes and sharply sucked in air. Reddening from the sharp-edged stimulation, her lips felt the relentless anguish. Just like those needles that stimulated his cock and balls earlier, she surely felt the pins. And when he rolled them over her inner lips, her muffled sighs were the loudest yet. Then opening her up completely, he uncovered the most sensitive part, and carefully rolled the pins over her clit. Tears welled up in her eyes as she squirmed. “Almost through,” he assured her softly. When he saw the drops rolling down her cheeks he stopped.

At that point Doug decided to take a rest. He knew lizzie had a high threshold, but everybody has a limit, and since he’d never worked with her before, he didn’t want to push it. But since he knew this position she is in is not that uncomfortable, he left her like that for ten minutes while he sat in a very comfortable chair across the room.

That time gave Doug time to decide what to do next. He wanted to get louise involved with this, and he smiled when he thought it through. Unhooking his wife from the hogtie position, he led her by her leash over to the bench, and had her straddle the wooden seat while facing lizzie’s wide-open pussy. “I think it’s time, slave, that you make this lady feel better. You just witnessed her torture, and her clit hurts, so I want you to lick it!” Ungagging her, Doug then grabbed louise by the hair and pushed her face into lizzie’s crotch. “Lick it slut!” he ordered. Eagerly, the dark haired woman obeyed. Consequently, the lickee was soon moaning with pleasure. But Doug yanked louise’s head up before lizzie could cum. “Not yet!” he ordered, as he pulled louise to a sitting position as he picked up the riding crop. Carefully easing the flat head of the crop so it covered liz’s opening, Doug raised the wiry implement slightly and thwaped it hard against her defenseless pussy. The forced retort into her gag was immediate. Then Doug pushed louise’s face back between liz’s thighs. louise didn’t need to be told what to do. A few licks of the tongue sent some spicy stimulation to liz’s clit. Once again, however, the man yanked louise’s head up before liz could cum. Being careful not to accidently strike louise with the crop, Doug once again covered liz’s cunt, then slowly raised the leather part, and once again snapped the head of the crop against the highly sensitive area. -Doug wondered what the Roquefort’s would think about their star real estate lady getting her pussy whipped, and louise was getting a close-up view of it. Once again Doug pushed louise’s face into the hanging crotch, and once again liz’s eyes showed what a wonderful job slave louise was doing. The man was really enjoying this and let it go on for a few more rounds before allowing louise to continue to lick liz’s clit without stopping her. To add to the mix, he stood up behind louise and thwaped her across her buttocks. “You keep getting whipped until she comes, slut!” Doug admonished. But liz was so aroused that it only took a few more licks before she shrieked with pleasure into the gag.

A half hour later, Doug who had found his clothes that had been flung into one of the corners of the dungeon, was fully dressed standing in the middle of the vast playroom. Slave louise was kneeling on the floor to his left, wrists bound behind her and a leash still attached to her leather collar that was emblazoned with the word “slave” in silver. Ms. Cockrill had been allowed to once again don her latex outfit, and was standing to Doug’s right.

The man handed the leash to Ms. Cockrill.

“Liz,” he said in an official tone, “I present to you slave louise, to do to her whatever you desire. You have proven to be a superior Mistress and I am sure you will take good care of her.” As he looked down at an ungagged louise, Doug could see the gleam in her eye. “I am sure, Liz, that you realize how much louise wants to be your slave, so I doubt if you will have any trouble with her. But I do want to reserve another session with you at some point. There are few Mistress’s I would submit to, but I would willingly allow you to Domme me again...But for now, I am going to leave louise with you. This has been an eye-opening afternoon to say the least, but it is time for me to leave.”

After hugging them both, Doug headed for the newly discovered back door and was gone.

The two women watched and Ms Cockrill waved as Doug crunched his way up the gravel path at the side of the house. "Bye Doug, see you soon" they both said in unison, admiring his manly butt as he walked. He turned left then disappeared from view. "Such a lovely man, your husband" Liz said sincerely. "Yes he is", louise said, nodding in agreement.

Liz shut and relocked the hidden door then noticed that louise was shivering a little. "Oh dear, you must be feeling quite cold now. At least I've got my cat suit.... and a bit of inner heat to keep me warm" she added. "yes Mistress i am feeling somewhat chilly" louise said sheepishly, then emphasised the point by shivering again. "I could punish you again, that would warm you up" Liz chuclked. "There again, maybe not.I think you've had more than enough for one day."

Liz flicked through the miriad of clothing and costumes for a few moments. "Ah here we are" she said, pulling out a long cape. "This will keep you warm for a while. Now come here and turn around" Louise obeyed and within moments her handcuffs and collar were loosened and plopped onto a chair. Liz wrapped the cape around louise's rather spendid form and buckled the stiff high necked collar securely.

"That should do the job for now methinks. How does it feel, getting warmer?"

Lousie took hold of the cape and wrapped it around herself in a tight self hug and smiled broadly. "That is much better Mistress thankyou. It wont be long before i'll be sweating again and it's very nice to have my hands free again"

Ms Cockrill smiled, gave louise a tight hug then kissed her gently on the forehead. She retrieved the lead from the collar on the chair and clipped it onto the cape collar. With a glint in her eye Liz gave the lead a little tug. "Let's go upstairs now and have a nice long bath together, then you can cook me dinner."Yes Mistress it would be a pleasure" louise said quickly.

As Liz led louise back upstairs to the main house she whispered "I'm sure you and Doug will love living here, the Rochefortes did." They both laughed out loud.

Just thought I'd be cheeky and bump this for anyone who wishes to read the whole story. A huge thankyou to all those who have alraedy!!

Nudge, nudge lol.

Just bumping for anyone who would like to read the full story. La de la la!! lol.

Liz...do be a dear and keep up the bump-ups...:d

Another bump up

What a great story- somebody should make a movie out of it.

Thanks - I agree it came out very visual and sensuous. Loved writing it with these two buddies, too.

It's been a long time....