‘What are you doing out here? Why aren’t you sleeping in the bedroom?’ ‘I woke up a little earlier and since you weren’t here I went for a l...ttle walk by the lake.’ I moan as I stretch then continue on, ‘then came back and layed down here…falling asleep wasn’t my intent.’ ‘Yeah, I know,’ you say smiling at me. ‘I saw you.’ ‘What…Are you always watching me or something?’ I ask you, tilting my head inquisitively. ‘I’ve gotta keep an eye on you, Baby…this is your first time up here,’ you say with. "If you are going to be my submissive, I have to be able to take care of you in the manner to which I want you to become accustomed."I giggled a little at his twisting of the common phrase, and the loaded word "submissive" thrilled me more than I wanted him to know just yet."What if I don't want to cooperate? What if I don't want to wear stockings, or higher heels or a collar? What if I don't want to keep my pussy bare?" I teased. Actually, I had been oozing out of said bare orifice for some. " She had given him a pen, which was tucked behind his ear and a little black book, though he didn't know what it was for."N-n-no. Please, Governess. Not like this, not like", he trailed off when she gave him a baleful glare. "Yes, Governess."They parked. The pavement was hot on his feet and then he open the swing door and entered the dimmed store. It was cool in here, and he got more goosebumps than he had already had. His eyes darted around like a cornered rat. The store clerk looked at him. And in connecting with me I sent him several of my stories. Not only did he read my stories but he said that he would be the first to give me great pleasures, the type of pleasures I deserved to receive. His plan was that he would focus totally on me and make sure that I would cum many times before he would allow himself to cum. This sparked a desire in me…or maybe I felt a connection with this man that was nothing short of an energy connection. We chatted online and spoke on the phone many.