Tour the townhouse

"We're having a caterer deliver hors-d'oeuvres, so you don't need to worry about cooking or any nonsense like that. This is the kitchen, obviously, and that large door is the wine cooler. You saw the bar earlier." She takes Lisa down the hall and shows her a bathroom, your study, and a guest bedroom.

"If someone drags you down the hall to fuck you, sweet bitch, please use the bedroom or the bathroom. John will be very cross if you fuck in his study. Unless, of course it's him dragging you down the hall." You watch the expressions chase themselves across Lisa's face, excitement, curiosity, confusion, and occasional speculation as she watches your wife.

"Let me show you upstairs now, sweet bitch. Three more bedrooms, this one is the master and I'd prefer that you only fuck John in it. Or me of course, sweet bitch," she grins and kisses Lisa playfully on the lips. "Big ensuite bathroom with the huge shower, and the swirl tub, lots of fun, but can get a little messy. Another guest bathroom down the hall. Well that's about it, except for the basement. I've been saving that for last. Come along dear, I think you'll like this.

Following along you enjoy the show Laurel is putting on and the effect its having on the young brunette. You're also enjoying the sight of Lisa in her maid costume, her skirt barely covering her ass, and displaying her shapely legs. Not to mention your wife's delicious body walking beside her. Your mind starts considering possibilities.

"Well, here we are. Through there is the laundry and a bit of a work room. Entirely boring of course. Through this door, however, is something a lot more fun," she grins cheekily and opens the door, ushering Lisa through and turning on a light. The gasp of shock from the young brunette is entirely genuine.

"Is this what it looks like?" she asks, her voice blending surprise, excitement and doubt all at once.

"I don't know what it looks like to you, sweet bitch, but to me it looks like a dungeon," Laurel answers, smiling and sliding her arm around the younger woman's waist. "It's ever so much fun. John sometimes has to discipline me here, when I've been naughty, don't you dear? And some of our guests tomorrow will undoubtedly want to play here. Don't looked so shocked, sweet bitch. John tells me you love being spanked, so you should love this room."