Bringing the remote from my office, I opened the dungeon door to soft gasps from the girls, and led them in onto the landing, pointing out the camera vision outside the leading them slowly down the dimly lit stairs, “Oh wow, why didn’t you tell us you had a den” Anne said softly, the girls would love it”, chuckling and adding, “feels like a James Bond movie set”. I met Anne as she got out of the car and helped her carry a couple of suitcases of clothes she had brought from her place, “thought I better start getting a bit better organised now I’m living here” she laughed. “Jeeezzuuss” breathed Beth, Annes mouth making like a goldfish for a bit then, “Ohhh fucking hell…damn…just don’t get any ideas yet!…but damn…my pussy is tingling!”. I was again outvoted when I raised the leather ‘outfits’ Mik had given us, suggesting we should enforce that rule, Julie disagreed, and Anne sided with her, “They’re out here running around outside, quiet plausible that they’ve gotten scratched running through a patch of brush or climbing a tree” she argued, notwithstanding they wouldn’t
