“It’s hardly nonsense, Master. Please come quickly. The girls are so excited and have been waiting for ages.”What choice did I have? I followed ...er down corridors to the breezeway that led to the gym. She brushed through the doors and led me to the famous locker room of so many secrets.“Master, master, master!”, rang out from all corners of the room. “You came!”“Not yet, but I certainly hope to, soon.” I was engulfed by wet, tawny, muscular bodies who seemed to be drying themselves off on my. She found herbalance and tried to walk away and the heel slipped. She was sure tofall. I wasn't sure why she didn't walk barefoot."Look, I have some time until the next bus comes. Let me walk with you."I truly felt sorry for her. It wasn't deliberate but it was definitely myfault. Whatever she was doing dressed like that, it was not for me tojudge.The lady looked at me silently. She was trying to make up her mind. Shelooked rather pretty but had make up plastered on with a trowel. Veryheavy. Not all will have full-on sexual contact and/or encounters, at least as I have it planned, but I hope the reader will enjoy the feelings, and emotions, that went through my mind. That being said, there is going to be a lot of interracial sexual relations, sex with strangers, and even some v******e. Call it adultery, call it slavery, or call it submission, whatever label you choose, but unless you have a CONSTRUCTIVE comment, I’m not interested in hearing your blithering, whiney fingers scream. My lungs I fear are sorely punctured and I now breathe as much blood as good air. My safe return, even if we camped here until my wounds healed is now far from assured, for these wounds are indeed, I fear, grave. I have you to consider now, and you must now see to your own survival. You are my partner, my cup-bearer, my lover and already in my heart my 'gefera' even though you are still not my formally acknowledged consort and wife. You can still leave and return home to safety with our child..