How bad does it hurt when I do this?” She massaged the muscle that was pulled, and in the process made contact with my cock, making it twitch visibl.... “Yeah that hurts pretty good, like I told the nurse I pulled it pretty bad” “I can see that. How did you pull it again, injuries like this happen mostly on ice falls and people slipping.” She looked up at me, her eyes twinkling, then started to massage the area more. “I can put some numbing cream on it, then massage the entire area. I started. I found myself wondering how long I would remain a virgin, and how my master would choose to first make use of my body.Waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs was a large, imposing man, a head and shoulders taller than I and with hands that no doubt could have snapped my neck. I felt terribly small, and vulnerable, and naked. I sank to my knees and spread them widely, hoping to satisfy this man who, I feared, was now my absolute master. A guard removed the steel collar that had encircled my. The angelic smile, a Mona Lisa-like smile, showed her amusement. “Okay. Got me. What are you really planning for the day?” I coughed to clear my lungs again.“I thought I’d go to church,” she announced.“Right. And pull my other leg.”Sia laughed, bright, light, happy. It made me smile.“I’m gonna clean my room, vacuum, and do the laundry,” she informed me.Yeah, sure. “While you’re at it, mop the kitchen floor and shovel the drive, okay?”Sia laughed again, her blue and brown eyes twinkling. But. And, that meant that a trip to the kitchen was in order. En route, Jo, as was her want, availed herself of one the numerous mirrors that she had strategically placed all throughout the A-frame in order to address those damn near insatiable narcissistic tendencies of hers. "Damn!" she enthusiastically exclaimed aloud to herself. "If I must say so myself, you are a fox! "Oh! By the way," Jo chuckled as she continued talking to herself, "irregardless of what anyone else might say, I really, really.