So as to avoidbeing busted for suspected prostitution, we moved from place to place,sometimes clubs, bars, restaurants, even shopping centers would be...targeted sothat we would find suitable candidates. Master usuallyaimed for 5 per night before taking me home, fucking me hard himself and thenchaining me to the bed for the night. Depending on my performance, my comfortlevels would be determined by the chains. Normal chaining was from my collar tothe bedrails, with one arm and the opposite leg. All the sudden, both legs were yanked out from under me. Under the water, I went. Hysterical, I began to thrash and fight, but it was no use. I went deeper into the water. It took me a moment to realize that I could breath. My panic decreased, somewhat. Surveying my surroundings, I noted that was so beautiful here. It was so warm. The arms must have noticed my struggles had stopped. The arms loosed from around my waist and released my legs. I floated freely with the circle surrounding my. There were times you would brush past me, or stand close to me as I was looking over your work, and I could almost feel your breasts against me. You leaned over, showing me your cleavage, or bent over to pick something up, showing me how smooth the tops of your legs were. Luckily I only saw you 3 times a week, but the torment was intense. But then you threw a curve ball at me. Our class was always the first period after lunch, and it is still very strong in my mind. I walked into the class 10. “look it’s Sunday, I don’t have anything to do, would you like a hand,” Vicky said.“That’s very kind of you,”While we were cleaning, we chatted at the same time, asking questions about each other. Vicky wasn’t from this part of London. She was from Croydon, the company she worked for transferred her to their Enfield office last year. She is an associate solicitor under the supervision of a Barrister. I told her about myself that I was away for three years, that I came back to search for my.