On entering the spare room Daz began to realise that tonight’s events had been planned in detail, not just the new outfit and handcuffs but the spare room had been set-up as well. Mj stopped in front of Daz and roughly pushed his head down toward the floor “kiss my feet !” As strange as this all seemed to Daz he was finding it all very exciting and rather than argue he decided to obey. Xxx She quickly pulled his hands behind him and attached some handcuffs in a way that suggested she had thought this through and practised this move at least in her mind. Mj was holding a riding crop in her hand and had a mischievous look on her face, her black hair was long and straight and she had a bright red lipstick that made her smile look all that more wicked.
