The banter between the two of them made Bronwin smile, there was a lightness in the words but a deep connection underlying it and it was plain to see.  They took her from room to room, obviously proud of their home, and they had every right to be, it was gorgeous. Them taking the time to do this, to treat her as a guest, not just someone they had picked up in the club for one reason alone, drew her even more to them both. There was no impatience to get started, no constant pushing of boundaries and overtly referring to it at every turn. It made her feel as though she had more worth in their eyes, which was a very special feeling, especially from two such amazing people.<br/><br/>Some people treated her like a bimbo, which she didn't think she was. She was good at lots of things, but often they weren’t that valued and sometimes she had to give herself a talking to, to keep up about it, and try and be confident in herself. They weren’t talking down to her at all, even though she felt a bit of mothering from Emma, it was purely in a caring way, not belittling, making her want of all things, a cuddle Bronwin realised, now where did that come from? Mind you the sexual vibes were lurking too. They couldn't help but be,  seeing how they met and what had happened so quickly. That still felt a bit surreal, her asking to do something like that, maybe it was because she'd sensed more than she'd realised at the time.<br/><br/>The entertainment room was just as amazing as the rest of the house and when the ‘playroom’ was revealed she couldn’t help but laugh softly. Of course! The couple who had everything.... even their own kinky paradise in the basement, no wonder they didn't have to go to lots of clubs.<br/><br/>“Wow, you really do have it all, I’d never have dreamt looking at a house like this, that behind those doors lurked something like this.” She turned and looked at them, wondering how many people they had brought here, and if they had little select parties. The latter idea making her quiver a little inside - a vision of them asking selected subs to serve them and their guests coming instantly to life.  God fantasies like that were the kind of thing that kept her wet so much, even doing mundane things. She may not be that clever but her imagination made up for that, at least she thought so, her rich fantasy life helping her through even the most difficult of days.<br/>