|What are you looking at, you little pervert? How dare you!|
Servitor reluctantly puts on a ball gag, and gently bows for Mistress Whippenham to tighten the strap at the back. She does so, and also takes the opportunity to fit a leather hood over his head.
|Servitor trying to fuck off but failing to find the door.|
NB, Servitor will be enjoying a holiday - regrettably not in the flood-drenched Devonshire dungeons of Mistress Whippenham - for the next three weeks. Posts will continue, aided by the magic of blogger's "scheduling" but comments won't be answered for quite a while.