I loved my Mistress so much, yet I feared her more than anything else. She had the ability to manipulate my mind and my heart in a way that she could ...rutally use and abuse me, while also mesmerizing me and making me addicted to her.I remained alone in the dark for what seemed like hours until the sudden opening of the door startled me. I could see the silhouette of a woman standing at the entrance. Mistress came back. Suddenly the lights were switched on and I was momentarily blinded. As my. Two or three drinks an' 'e was out like a burned out light bulb. He stuck to beer, MOST of the time." With thanks from Irene, she poured a tiny bit of the amber liquid into a short glass, poured a dark brown syrupy liquid in and swirled it around to mix it. She reached into one of the baggies, and took a pinch of the whitish powder, and added to the mixture, then a larger "pinch" of a brownish powder from the other baggie. She reached over and retrieved the coffee pot, and filled the glass. "You don't know how long I've waited for you to say that." Tell me," he said into her ear, sending goose bumps down her spine."Since the end of second year," she whispered back, blushing even more brightly, but determined to always tell him the truth."Wow. I'm very, very lucky," he said reverently, tracing her cheeks with the pad of a calloused thumb."No, I'm the lucky one," she answered, smiling winningly up at him."I think we're both lucky," he said in a husky voice, his heartbeat pounding in. After that the rumours only got wilder. Permanent enslavement under the Lord living a life of bondage on his estate, bondage experiments or a competition. Certain people had come back again, but none of them would ever speak of what had gone on there, it was rumoured that few were allowed to keep more than a fuzzy recollection. The day before the letter had appeared on the doormat Laura had tried her first bondage experiment utilising Rebecca’s help for the release part. Before she had always.