..!"I chuckled at her pleas, "You still haven't learnt have you, you must always await for my permission first before you are allowed to do anything."...he just looked up at me, with puppy-dog eyes, I was unable to resist."Ok slave, now you're going to take ALL of me in your mouth, every single inch of me, even if it makes you gag, and you ARE going to suck it hard." I demanded."Yes Master!" She excitedly responded with a big smile now on her face, "Thank you."I moved up just a little further, so. What would it take to keep her here?He quickly squelched that line of thought. If they were as drawn to one another as he believed and hoped, they would be able to work something out.After a bit he came back inside and locked up. Groaning with a pleasant weariness he climbed the stairs, barely pausing as he passed the door behind which Helen was sleeping. It was so nice to have her here, under his roof. Surely what they had was strong enough to build upon.He pushed open the door to his bedroom,. A small diamond stud sparked in her nose and her ears were full of jade, silver and gold piercings. On her upper left bicep sat three tight black bands, down along her wrists were a mess of bracelets ranging from hemp to string to metal, each a different pattern or style, and on her fingers were a conglomeration of different style rings. She was the perfect mix of punk and bohemian for me. Before I could stop myself, I blurted out, "You look amazing." She smiled and laughed. "Thanks, you do. .), instead she carelessly unpacked her lunch andstarted to eat. Or, better, to chew, since before she could swallow anythingthrough that tight collar it took two minutes... She was even on the point tochoke a pair of times, but she stoically continued without easing the terriblegrip on her throat. When she tried ona small piece of bread a good spoonful of the just bought hot sauce, I thoughtshe was a martian. Even I would have cried and drank a bottle of water, shejust became a little red, and.